K/Katie Noel/Queen Of The South (with Ryan Upchurch
[Uphurch (Katie Noel):] My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than A newly set up Georgia produce stand She's a woman I'm a fuckin' man (I'm the fuckin' woman, don't need a man)
[Upchurch:] Oh Lord somebody pull the cord The games gettin' floored by a girl in a Ford (Ha ha) Beach blonde hair and she 5'4" Cosigned by me, blow smoke on them girl Ayy hold up, Diesel Gang, Diesel Gang Fry me uptruck rice add a couple chicken wings My truck in the truck show when the truck show name And you're pussy boy Facebook page That's beside the point, you need to get some ointment I'm slayin' piggies when they won't stop oinkin' I pick up the pace, forklift or somethin' No back brace when I build shit homie Even if I get hurt on the job site I still show up spine cocked to the slight right No gun or knife, with chopped off hands Mean muggin' motherfuckers really-really tryna fight Yeah I know I ain't right also not left That's a motherfuckin' fact go check my credit I been on the news in the US daily and I probably got a fuck you face on Reddit Ain't one song that I ever regretted Tattoos on the town like ink in my freckles I'm so Dixie fuckin' whistles miss me So badass pistols wanna whip me (Motherfucker)
[Uphurch (Katie Noel):] My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than A newly set up Georgia produce stand She's a woman I'm a fuckin' man (I'm the fuckin' woman, don't need a man)
[Katie Noel:] First things first, I was raised in the 828 Upchurch and myself makin' country rap great Blood it runs deeper than roots in the pine bitch I'm the electrician there's volts on my line Turn to a wave now there's run in my joint Surfin' these crowds bitch I'm haulin' ya joint Buzz Light in my years, I'm beyond to beyond My career is an ocean yours fell in the pond And I won't respond to you fuckboys You can catch these hands, upchuck boy You a turkey, I'm ruffle you up boy And if you think the shit was so tough boy Then come to my crib, oh I'll give you a bib I'll run you for your money, then go buy a limo You bend like the limbo, I shine like a disco My style so slick they callin' me Crisco Skino, five percent tint on my window Block me from the world 'cause I feel like a widow Stay to myself 'cause I'm stuck in my mind Workin' for myself, bitch I'll never be signed And I've spoke to the spirits on Ghost Ranch They said this genre, it is so bland Got country-country with a beer and dip You shadow bitches ain't shit
[Uphurch (Katie Noel):] My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than A newly set up Georgia produce stand She's a woman I'm a fuckin' man (I'm the fuckin' woman, don't need a man)
[Katie Noel:] Diesel Gang (Gang, gang, gang) Stone baby Stone, (Gang Gang Gang) Stone baby Stone (Noel) (Stone baby Stone) Church, Church, Church, Church Stone baby StoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
