Lyrics:
Put you dixie cups up to the moon!
What ya'll tryin to drink
In a cheap hotel black velvet in the air
Head to toe so gutta
Yo ya'll ain't really
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
It goes eeny meeny miny moe catch her by the dollars tho if she holla let her have a few dollars pop that collar tho i
dixie cups
All flavors and pushups too
I'm your ice cream man baby, stop me when I'm passin' by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy Hold
I write are these thumpin' hit's
I'm represent them country folks
Them rednecks and them Dixie chicks
Can't nobody tell me nothin', so hardheaded
need a man like me in town
I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
But that's alright, that's OK by me
'Cause
What did they say about playing with fire?
I'm about to spark up and she the lighter
She's a bad chick, you can tell the way she wiggle it
A bandit,
that country's part of me yeah
No shirt, sun burnt
Smile like I'm trouble sent
Dixie chicks, truck beds, Cheyenne, '86
Surface rust, plenty dents
she likes to cook rice so she likes me home
I'm like, "Un momento" mami, slow up your tempo
I got this black chick, she don't know how to act
Always
it the same
Separate lames from they chain
My mind don't slack
I'm totally focused on beating up tracks
Monsterous music to beat in your 'Lac
1000 watt
the rice see
3 second rule in effect if by chance I should drop it
But let me get a spoon cause I'm no good with the chop sticks
I don't need no time to look
Welcome to the land of the summer
We could go anywhere if you wanna
You look so unfamiliar baby
You said you only here for a week
So, I’m tryna
Show
clubbing
I just roll my weed we watch anime and get money
She dress up for me we make movies i'm on production
I want a cosplay chick, I want a cosplay
Sky-Pie Century 21 (Words and Music by Peter Watts © 2022)
Now, daddio, you gotta listen!
You don't know, man, and neither do I, oh no!
I'm gonna
(Danny)
Okay, I'm in a GTO, a '66
with this dixie chick
lickin' Pixie Stix
all in my mix
can't beat these ho's off me
tricks and hicks all be kickin'
)
This is my life
Imma grind like I like
I'd rather die than fall behind
All these Money & Chicks
Things ain't the same no more
I'm back flipping over
plus marricon
Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home
I'm like, "Un momento" - mami, slow up your tempo
I got this black chick, she don't
bet it'll shut 'em up, I'm strapped like I'm buckled up
The ones that are acting tough being sweet as a buttercup
You fucking Dixie chick listening
the man there looked him up and down
Said where'd you ever get this thing
I said fix him up and tune him up
I'm gonna teach him how to sing
Well that old
on your phone
You have somebody at home
I'm not just gonna sit on by
While you go home thinking that you're sly
Every time I ask you tell a lie
But you
Well, I'm the type of guy who wants to ride the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my
Thelma and Louise
We'll build that picket fence around our new house
Play the dixie chicks turned up nice and loud
And our photos in frames
won't be there
by side
It's peace when we ride play police when we slide
Back to back businesses all up on my mind
I need a boss chick say she got her own shit
That
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
of the Dixie Chicks
C'mon baby, let er rip!
Here's a love song in denim
For the co-ow-boy in you
A love song in denim
Yippee cay-ay-o
I'd like to spend the day
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