Lyrics:
And they're up here
Forever
It's not my fault
I got up here
I'll rot up here
I am so hot up here
Darling, don't clutch mother's hand quite so tightly
Don't let her memory torture to me
Whisky River don't run dry
You're all I've got take care of me
Well if that ain't the durndest thing
I thought
the stuff that y'all been hearin' me do
I got it from her y'knahmsayin'?
And and that's the main reason, why I'm here today y'knahmsayin'?
And and it's crazy
She don't wanna grind (No)
'Cause her man too close by
After I put two and two together
I think I finally figured it out
She came here with a girl,
and a little old George Jones
Man when she says these words it really puts me in the zone
She says drive a little faster then i ask her
What shes doing later
Intro
I Take your hoe and break her pockets
I give her game she rake the market
She don’t love you she go straight for Duckets
Verse :
Yeah
George Jones & Verm Gosdin
I once held that someone special, didn't have to let her go
I just stood back and watched my future pass
And for
and let it take me
To the Aquaboogie, with a giggle and squirm
And if you ain't funky you will learn
I confess you've got to clean your chest
And don't
(Oh, yeah)
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water bottle
After all these guys I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the fuck
careful
That we don't build our hopes up too high
'Cause she's got her own obligations
and so, and so do I...
Me and Mrs. Mrs. Jones,
Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
That we don't build our hopes up too high
Cause she's got her own obligations
cnd so, and so do I
Me and Mrs, Mrs. Jones
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city
is perfect (mwah)
She told me, "Talk to her nice"
Poppin' these Perkies and buyin' these purses (pop 'em)
Take-Take-Takeoff
She want a Birkin, I
me shit
Let her meet my mama, she don't be with all the drama
Spend bread on my broad (cash)
Cause she know it ain't a problem
I splurge on my lady,
know no wrong
They're armed with watermelons stolen from Farmer Ben's old farm
She's got nothing to defend herself so let me take her down like the beat
lost her sheep
But she knows just where to find them
For they all stand around the bend
Waggin' their tails behind them
One little, two little,
on spaxejones
Spaxe love you genuinely
Even though we don't speak like we used to
To all my flings
We used to
To all my flings
We still do
Got sturdy in the bed
How you feel
Overseas flow, take your ho over the water
She ain't never seen a nigga say "bonjour"
I got left wrist and it
Looks like it's a clock
Oh my
I think I lost a girl
You can catch a Melsrose on her shopping spree
Don't have to ask for which she gets what she needs
She don't mess with broke
I think I lost a girl
You can catch a Melsrose on her shopping spree
Don't have to ask for which she gets what she needs
She don't mess with broke
cool, bro
Hell, even if she told me she was a ho
I'd still respect her, you know
(We know)
2020 And we got some problems
And the Beef Boys can solve all
at me, I got "move it"
I'm stiffing her
Stiffing her, piffing her
I gotta move it
I get her
A listener
Looking at me
Got the knowledge, she quick with it
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
Written by George Jones and Jack Ripley
Just a few of my favorite lies . . .
Lately I don't even miss her
Yes it's true, out of sight and out
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