Lyrics:
Cold Coors light can, in my right hand
Already to go, Morgan Wallen on the radio
Sun is shining and its brightening my world right up
We way out here
gonna change my clothes for you My heart fits well on my sleeve.
Think you're hanging on by a
Thin, little string
Afraid to cut it off
So my phone, it
Let me go and snap real quick
She sending me some pics of her ass real quick (STREAKS!)
Sipping on that pack real quick
Finna go attack real quick
& Chatting to much
I won't take it but thanks for the advice
2 hours of studio time
It went by fast
No cap, Come we slow down the time
But Ay, won't tell
babe ('cause I can do bad by my motherfuckin' self, you hear me?)
I'm still in love with you, babe (you and I, 'til the day we die)
I'm still in love
the globe, but look like I just skipped the cold
Hello all up in your ear, you should hear me loud and clear
We was not allowed in here, and now we smoking
'em, "It's late, and it's getting dark in here
And I know it's to time to go
But before I leave the lineup
Boys, there's just one thing that I'd like
It's over now
Where we go from here
But don't you come around
When your head is finally clear
It's over now
Where we go from here
But don't you come
Radio (something ain't wrong with me)
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Toney Starks Radio right here
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
All my people out here we mobbing
Rocking
We on our time
No clock in
Stop it
With the nonsense
Just drop it
About to take off like a rocket
I'm with
out of here
Ohh that's better
Ohh roll my window up
Ohh that's better
Hey let me tell you what
Why don't we just go home
I like it best when it just
Windows Down
R. Mack Harrell
I gotta pup who loves to ride...
He does it right here by my side...
He prefers my flatbed truck...
With a healthy
camera's die
Blind ya when we comin from behind
Here we are (here we are)
And there they are (there they are)
Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone,
or cut a rug
Mean mug a nigga cut it out
Cut a blunt, fill it up, hit it once
Get a cup of some burn
And relax your nerves
And get carried the fuck out
By
don't wanna be sad, I just wanna go on
To see better days
And here's to us and the friendship that we never had
Why'd you do me like that?
Didn't have
Aw man
Where my real thrashers at turn this shhh up right now man
We don't give a fu out here man
We skating your lobby busting kick flips with
disagree, but I still see a long way to go before we hit equality
But I hope I live to see that worldBecause I am a girlI know country radio ain't gonna play
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
ain't no pretty lady sitting here next to me
Watch out I’ll be heading down the street
Passing by the places where we usually come to meet
The only
momma passed man I been flying solo
Had to hustle had to grind
Ralph Lauren on the Polo
Feeling like Kobe in his Prime
New World takin flight we flying
Now we been up all night
We been on the road
I ain’t tryna start a fight
But you where know we go
When we try to get to heights
And I loved you
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
Baby, please, go tell my momma that I'm here and I'm alive
A good friend told me I can make the world bow
Just by pulling up some strings or by putting up
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