SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN'

I fall to pieces Each time I see you, yeah And I miss all our secrets So tell me how you been Lucchese the boots (check) You can hear when I step (step) Bought a Chevy and painted it red Money long, it can't fit in the bed It don't matter what nobody says Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (yee-hoo) You want smoke, I'm the Marlboro man Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, ayy This ain't Calabasas We don't need highways, we can take back roads (take back roads) Never been ridin', baby? Step in that stirrup, hop on my saddle (hop on my saddle) Snake on my feet, they rattle (ooh, they rattle) And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd (get, what?) And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (uh) And I'm still in the field like cattle The Cadillac back on the road We takin' Route 44 Just say what you need from the store Oh, oh, put some grits on my stove Jiffy cornbread, booty cornfed Body rolls at the rodeo, I'm coming home, ooh Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you You are the superstar, everybody drivin' old new cars Turn a bad night to a good time On the trail ride to the Zydeco, I'm coming home I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home) I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home) We've come a long way from the rough ride From the railroads to the rodeo, sweet country home This for my, this for my She gone Ride for your cowboy And throw that sweet honey on 'em So come (so come) with me (with me) To new life (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet) You're stuck (you're stuck) to me (to me) All night (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet) Put in the flowers inside (flowers inside) Stuck in me all night (Sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet) stuck in me all night Honey (we're), hey (ridin') Hey (through the), ooh (night) Honey (we're), yeah (ridin') Ay (through the), taste like (night) Honey (we're), ay (ridin') Oh (through the), taste like (night) Honey (we're), ay (ridin') Ay Think of my Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) A good night (yeah), flow money is full (yeah) Look at that horse, look at that horse (yeah) Look at that horse (look at that horse) Pretty as hell, au naturel Dinin' on farce (dinin' on farce) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' Whoa Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (buckin', yeah) A good night, whoa, yeah Your patience is thin (uh-huh), your hormones is right at the rim You was just goin' in, fuck it, do it again A-o-t-y, I ain't win I ain't stuntin' by them Take that shit on the chin Come back and fuck up the pen (yeah) Say the things that I know will offend (yeah) Wear that shit that I know start a trend Take the Bugatti out for the spin Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin Ooh, ooh, ooh Snakes on the den They hissin', don't listen to them They bite every once and again (uh-huh) But they get stomp down when we Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah) Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah) A good night (yeah), flow money is full (yeah) Look at that horse, look at that horse Look at that horse (look at that horse) Pretty as hell, au naturel Dinin' on farce Uh, buckin', whoa Buckin', buckin' (mhm, uh, yeah) They yankin' your chain (yankin' your chain) Promisin' things that they can't (things that they can't) You the man at the bank? (Bank) Is you is or you ain't? (Is you is or you ain't?) Hit the runway, I'm late (the runway, I'm late) Pop pops got pictures to take (take, take) It's in my DNA (uh-huh) Look at my mama, it's a trait Say things that I know will offend (woo) Wear that shit that I know start a trend (woo) Take the Bugatti out for the spin Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah Buckin', whoa Buckin', buckin' Buckin' like a mechanical bull