Lyrics:
Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I
the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel
a ho down
It's a party at Colt crib baby come by
You wanna saddle up I'll give you one try
And you a cowgirl so I know you know
How to hold
can't sleep but rest assure
I was sleeping in a Ford nigga
I was sleeping in a Ford one I couldn't even afford
Now let the streets sing
Oooouuu ooouuu
to earn your keep,
But in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,
I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd,
But I'm loud, proud and country by
a
taste of colt ford,so pass the ammunition and praise the lord
lord i cant sing,but im tryin
to give my country folks somthin'they gon' like
but if you
up just like a hot tortilla
I wanna get married but I can't afford it
I know I'm'a cry when she get deported
Colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats
sings "Swing Low"
At the church in the choir, Sunday dinners on the fire
Colt Ford Danny Boone gettin' mud up on the tires
We represent our folk but
up mud
With this Colt 45 I can't be touched
I'm a Georgia boy where I'm born and raised
I done came a long way since my backroad days
Ar-15's what
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide
I recognized him
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide
I recognized him
sings "Swing Low"
At the church in the choir, Sunday dinners on the fire
Colt Ford Danny Boone gettin' mud up on the tires
We represent our folk but
tortilla
I wanna get married but I can't afford it
I know I'ma cry when she get deported
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that's all we need (come on)
tortilla
I wanna get married but I can't afford it
I know I'ma cry when she get deported
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that's all we need (come on)
never play the truth
In my songs I am here to heal
I'm protected by God's angels
Through the power of the triangle
Can't tell this to a square though
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide
I recognized him
Yo, I dedicate this, to yo...
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause
My family tradition tends to make me into something that I'm not
But I can't think of a better thing for me to be than me, and that's alright by me
I
I'm trying to still grab microphone with both of my hands pulverized
Robert Ford, this shit Robert Ford
It's getting Robert Ford
This shit Robert Ford
Had them shipments coming in just like a convoy
Trying to turn this Hilfiger into Tom Ford
Ever since I dropped I'm ill I been on the top floor
does it.
Y'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford remember my name
Country fried, baptized in gravy
I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya
No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road'll get you home
She wanna cuff
(She wanna cuff)
But I don't got time for it
She want a Birkin
But she don't deserve it
I gave her that Tom Ford
hah
I gave her that Tom
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
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