Tekst Utworu

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh At your worst, be on your best Do unto others like the good Lord says Unless you cross me or one of my girlfriends Say what you mean, mean what you say Take your secrets to the grave I grew up that way, and I wouldn't change one damn thing I'm a little bit of whiskey in my sweet tea I'm a little bit of city in my country A little "hell yeah" in my "hallelujah" (hallelujah) I know I ain't always ladylike But I know how to turn up on a Saturday night 'Cause I was baptized in the neon light I got a little bit of wrong in my raised right Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh My daddy taught me how to give More than I take, but don't take no shit I flip that switch, call me crazy if you wanna But y'all never met my mama I'm a little bit of whiskey in my sweet tea I'm a little bit of city in my country A little "hell yeah" in my "hallelujah" (hallelujah) I know I ain't always ladylike But I know how to turn up on a Saturday night 'Cause I was baptized in the neon light I got a little bit of wrong in my raised right (I was raised right, I was raised right) (I was raised right, raised right) (I was raised right, I was raised right) (I was raised right, raised right) I'm a little bit of whiskey in my sweet tea I'm a little bit of city in my country I'm a little bit of whiskey in my sweet tea (in my sweet tea) I'm a little bit of city in my country (in my country) A little "hell yeah" in my "hallelujah" (hallelujah) I know I ain't always ladylike But I know how to turn up on a Saturday night 'Cause I was baptized in the neon light I got a little bit of wrong in my raised right (I got a little bit of wrong) yeah, in my raised right (Little bit of wrong) I got a little bit of wrong in my raised right (Got a little bit of wrong) (I got a little bit of wrong) in my raised right (oh, oh-oh-oh, oh) Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Kylie Sackley, Danny Myrick, Reyna Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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