Lyrics:
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
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
Desireé
You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see what Heaven say
I got a brother by the name of Snicky Ricky Wade
He said - Bubba, real careers ain't
(Break)
I know you love that Southern draw
I know you love some Tim McGraw
Yeah sometimes you need that Honkeytonk
So put it on girl, we can sing along
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
spin my records
Of George Strait and Tim McGraw
I close my eyes and let that lyric
Catch me when I fall
I still listen to the pickin'
Yes I do but
I'm a shade tree mechanic
Got a one-ton truck
I drink a thirty pack a day
'Cause I'm country as fuck
Call me Lil Nas
Call Me Tim McGraw
Not
Tim McGraw singing live like you were dying
So we punched the gas and we lit those cigarettes
Chorus 1
We were driving fast down a back road tryna
Cut
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
Space, Age-in baby
Right right right right
One time
Beyotch
Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire!
From
got that PPE
Time to set it off, okay, one, two, three
I ain't Tim McGraw, nah, this ain't country
I'm just drippin' sauce off the recipe
I ain't tryna
[8B] Space, Age-in baby
[TS] Right right right right
[8B] One time
[TS] Beyotch!
[8B] Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't
teh coop of my truck
Baby its about the Game
It aint about the shoes that I've got
Aint about my dough or my rocks
Ain't the life I live, it don't stop
Baby
[K] Yeah.. P-I-RE-X
[T] Yeahh, hahahaha
[K] cool Keith
[T] It's a brand new year, and we finally made it
[K] Tim Dog
[T] We finally made it
I am a simple goat
I live on the back of a pick-up truck
The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope
Am I happy he don't give a fuck
He's
ADAM: I am a simple goat.
I live on the back of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man tied me here with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I happy?
He don't give a fuck.
OLD
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
that expression means
I wanna live that workin' man's dream, yeah
I wanna live that workin' man, that workin man's dream
Then my tours got bigger, my
a southern drawl,
Acts like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw
But if he's country I'll kiss your ass,
And throw all my Willie Nelson records
on the whip, take a trip to see paradise
Come from a strip where it's lit, yeah the barrel life
Live low in the cab like I'm Pablo using the satellite
Bandits
to really fuck it up
(?) zip zap zup
Speedin' on the highway, Bronco truck
When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come
Yeah I've been known
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in
Ghetto Boyz ayy, ayy (yeah)
I got what you want, I got what you need
Nigga (Woo)
Get a check by my lonely, I don't need niggas
(I don’t need niggas)
a outta-body-mind-blowing live show
Squad'll find dimes, follow me wherever I go
Got them on their knees trying to honor my arrival
Quick Draw McGraw, this mic of mine,
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