Lyrics:
what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks
And park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait
Real late dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't
Last Christmas I went up in niceville, for a little vacation,and ah, boy I love Shania Twain, boy I tell you what,she makes me hornier than a retard
dancing
Just ain't what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
pull up the line graph
The days are goin' by, it's like I'm livin' in time lapse
Been talkin' to Adel like he majored in finance
Shania Twain
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Yes, I guess I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill
Did he
at?"
Drop and hit the floor, down where the rug at
Posted with the bros, made it out the store
Livin' by the code, I can't break down, I cannot erode
no, I don't miss him
In fact, it slipped my mind
There's a hole in the bottle of wine (Shania)
I keep my cool, play by all the rules
Hmm, I swear
appeal
Can't wait till I get her home
Yeah
She's incapable
Of being difficult
Down to earth-able
Biodegradable
Shania Twain
Ain't got a dad blang thing
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Yes, I guess I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill
Did he
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I
Sittin' at a red light around midnight
Goin' out of my mind
Nothin' in the headlights, thinkin' 'bout her taillights
Lookin' for an exit sign
But
mister esquire
seen a fresh attire do a spin-out in my fresh tire
Red stones, I'm a vampire, it might petrify ya
Uh, whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
(it's goin' down)
We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (get to blazin')
I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge
Walk 'em down (down), walk 'em
Road trip to New Orleans
Or gettin' married in Vegas
Sunsets down on the sand
Lettin' loose and goin' crazy
Somewhere, somebody tonight is falling in
Ch'yeah
RedOne, Konvict
Gaga, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh-oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by
addicted
But you're not the one
Chorus
I still remember
When you saved me the slow dance
From this moment on
Shania Twain and my big chance
cll
done turn red
We used to judge a man
By the shake of his hand
And his honor and his honesty
Never knocked him down when he stood his ground
a nigga tatted up
I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
But niggas know it's goin' down, down, down, down
A young nigga sellin' fruity by the pound (that's how ya feel)
And I got the best white in the town (that's how ya feel)
.45 on my lap, it's goin' down
under the white-T, smothered
Dippin' down Green Leaf, I ain't got no enemies
Been shot five times, now I bleed Hennessy
And bang for my niggas locked
I ain't savin' it (but I'm not savin' it)
She got that Boston, Massachusetts, I'ma Mercedes it (Massachusetts)
She goin' and sellin' it,
Avalon
In the countryside in England
With your red robe danglin' all around your body free
Let your red robe go.
Goin' ridin' down by Avalon
Would you
"hey"
I slowed down to see what he said, he said um
"By any chance, are you goin' my way?"
I said, "sure baby, hop on in and give me a cigarette"
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy
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