Up to her, you'll pull me down You promised me that you were true She's just better than you In the back seat, you haven't had enough You're begging
make it no better than this Red dirt roads and big tire toys Country girls and redneck boys Carolina moon is big and bright Sumter County Friday Night
July She's a cowboy girl, if you wanna catch her Man, you better know how to Man, you better know how to ride Ah, yeah Man, you better know how to ride
don't mean friends forever If you (If you), want this ( want this ), You better know cuz you really got something I know (I know), you'll miss, Every boy begging you
right you don't drink But there's a better incentive, it won't cost you know the hoe swing Well, I said guess I guess It's better to flex than be at
she does it better than her momma did. 1. Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee Yeah Brittney Spears is a little hoochie It gets hotter than a hoochie
kush and Ciroc, bitch, I think my heart stop Every night's a weekend, every day's a Friday night You ain't seen nothin' yet, bitch, this just my Friday
make it no better than this! Red dirt roads and big tire toys, country girls and redneck boys, Carolina moon is big and bright, Sumter County Friday Night
the Newport Boys from Compton (Geah, right) And we hooked you up on that late night hype Too fresh Eiht and Chill is back with a funky track Yeah, you
every night See this platinum thing right here? Well we doin' it all the time So you better get some better beats And uh, get some better rhymes You
night (oh) See this platinum thing right here? (uh huh) Well we doin it all the time (what?) So you better get some better beats And uh, get some better
sick Dead heads and frog legs Mmm... cake mix! Friday the 13th The night of the living dead ? ? ? ? ? ? walkin' 'round givin niggas head If you didn't die, I'd say you
you'd let me in You can't deny what's in your heart And you know i'm trying to be a part You can do better than those other boys
, city boy, country boy, neva been a monkey boy, jack boys, crack boys, dope boys, trap boys, see me in the club,shawty call me throwback boy, black boys, black toys, eatlin like the fat boys
NADIA? I don?t think you see me Ivy? And you think you know me ??? Did you really hear me? ??? Would you really call? ??? And you think you
' L: Boys! Boys! Now then look here! You'll never guess! MM: You'll never guess L (Boarders echo): Mr. Witherspoon got a telegram. Well you could have
what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like I know what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like me
platinum thing right here? (uh huh) Well we doin it all the time (what?) So you better get some better beats And uh, get some better rhymes (oooh!) You
