歌词
作曲 : Pending
I fall to pieces
Each time I see you there
And I miss all our secrets
So tell me how you been
Lucchese see 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 thar stirrup
Hop on my saddle
Hop on my saddle
Snake on my feet they rattle
Ooh
And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd yeah
Gettin' 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 the 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's 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
We've come a long way from the rough ride
From the railroads to the rodeos sweet country home
This for my this for my
She gone
Ride for your cowboy
And throw that sweet honey on it
So come
So come
With me
With me
To new life
Stick it stick it stick it
You're stuck
Stuck
To me
To me
All night
Stick it stick it stick it
Put a flower inside
Flower inside
Stuck in me all night
Stuck in me all night
Honey (we're) hey (ridin')
Hey (through the) ooh (night)
Honey (we're) yeah (ridin')
Yeah (through the) taste like (night)
Honey (we're) ayy (ridin')
Oh (through the) taste like (night)
Honey (we're) ayy (ridin')
Ayy think of my
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) woah (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 naturale
Dining on farce
Dining on farce
Buckin' buckin'
Woah buckin'
Yeah
Buckin'
Buckin'
A good night
Woah yeah
Your patience is thin
Uh-huh
Your hormones is right at the rim
Ow
You was just goin' in
Huh
**** it, do it again
Let's go
A-O-T-Y I ain't win
Let's go
I ain't stuntin' 'bout them
Take that shit on the chin
Come back and **** up the pen
Yeah
Say the things that I know will offend
Uh yeah
Wear that shit that I know start a trend
Uh
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ooh
Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin
Ooh ooh ooh snakes on the den
Uh
They hissin' don't listen to them
Let's go
They bite every once and again
But it gets stomped on when we
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)
A good night flow where the money is full
Look at that horse look at that horse
Look at that horse
Look at that horse
Pretty as hell au naturale
Dining on farce uh
Buckin' woah
Buckin' buckin'
Mhm
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
Runway I'm late
Pop pops got pictures to take
Take take
It's in my DNA
Ayy
Look at my mama it's a trait
Say the things that I know will offend
Woo
Wear that shit that I know start the trend
Woo
Take the Bugatti out for a spin
Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin
Ooh ah
Buckin' woah
Buckin' buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull