Lyrics:
and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey but God makes the good
give it in
You stole the wages of sin
Got to be in it to win
[Chorus]
Nine lives, nine times to die
I've been bitten once - Tim McGraw
But I
give it in
You stole the wages of sin
Got to be in it to win
[Chorus]
Nine lives, nine times to die
I've been bitten once - Tim McGraw
But I
makes good fires
Goodyears make good swings
All that's all good but for me
God makes five foot nine, brown eyes and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw
The apple gloss on Miami Beach, David Hasselhoff
Hassle me I'm Tim McGraw, I don't pass the ball
Ball hard fourth quarter shoot the lights off
Fast break,
(yeah), mama, give me that good (yeah)
'Cause I'm the fireman (oh), you hear the fire truck
I'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that
to tell
Will Tim McGraw ever sound the same
Will this truck ever not run right down memory lane
If I put it up for sale, would it even help
Will I ever feel
(yeah), mama, give me that good (yeah)
'Cause I'm the fireman (oh), you hear the fire truck
I'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that
ain’t surprised
When we mix me with some you
Girl every time
When you rock my Tim McGraw T-shirt like you’re trying to drive me crazy
Yelling that cover
Parody of "Where the Green Grass Grows" by Tim McGraw (Jess Leary/Craig Wiseman), Song Matters Inc. (ASCAP)/Leary's Tavern Music (ASCAP)/Daddy Rabbit
Reporting live from levels high, where you pussy ass niggas don't reside
Yeah, you know it
Freebirdz four Eva lil' bitch
Yeah, lil' buddy I'm raw
The Unit was coached by Phil Jackson
The N was raw, it's Tim McGraw
Them Henny caps was spinnin' off
You had beef and niggas saw you?
They smacked you
be singing too yeah
Cause I'm not sayin I'm as good as Garth Brooks
And, I don't have Tim Mcgraw's looks
But I get better as the night goes on
Always
Tim McGraw had a hit with
Won't you please remember me, and that you're on my sh*tlist
Hey I hope that you're miserable
And I'm positive that I hate
Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw, show me love
Trace Adkins, Pitbull, Luke Bryan, throw 'em up
Now where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
on a Friday night
We got some Tim McGraw songs that we turn up loud
Living it up til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said
downtown
And I said
Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind
If I steal a song and make it mine all mine
Like I did so many times with Tim McGraw's
Yeah
on a Friday night
We got some Tim McGraw songs that we turn up loud
Living it up 'til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said
is ours
Let's do something right or wrong
Life is short
Let's go live it
Ain't no time for wasting time
Days like these they go by way too fast
Yeah
kissed goodnight,
To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Here's
And nextdoor neighbors wave when we drive by
I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Gimme
TIM MCGRAW
"I Like It, I Love It"
Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair
I throwed out my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear
she don't use no straws
Ooh naa
That white girl
Sipping White Claw
Rocking daisy dukes
Bumpin Tim McGraw
Yee haw
Too high to care
Got no one anywhere
Tim McGraw on the air
So far from sober
Got a little left over
She said, "Take it for me
My parents are awake
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