Bonnies in the Coupe

Whoa-oh Oh-oh Whoa-oh I pull up in the Villey, ain't no sparkle on my boots I don't pay no tabby, with the bottle I'm a goose All the baddies want shotty, got the Bonnies in the coupe And they ain't playin' me, but do my tracks stay on a loop Label, they callin', I do not want them Came in the game with a swing like a door hinge (door hinge) Blunt rolled, Copperhead Road (Copperhead Road) Shoot the jukebox standin' in the club, uh-oh I get that hoochie-coochie like rock stars that's in the movies (movies) Tour bus like the '80s, even drivers get the groupies (groupies) Comparin' me to Elvis in the cut with all the cuties Rednecks in my crew and under them suits, yeah, they got the Uzis I pull up in the Villey, ain't no sparkle on my boots I don't pay no tabby, with the bottle I'm a goose All the baddies want shotty, got the Bonnies in the coupe And they ain't playin' me, but do my tracks stay on a loop I pull up in the Villey, ain't no sparkle on my boots I don't pay no tabby, with the bottle I'm a goose All the baddies want shotty, got the Bonnies in the coupe And they ain't playin' me, but do my tracks stay on a loop South side (South side) 'til I die ('til I die) When I get to Heaven, I need seven four-wheel drives (four-wheel drives) South side (South side) 'til I die ('til I die) Jesus do a liquor trick 'cause I ain't drinkin' wine (drinkin' wine) And I'll bring the dust, surround me with angels Colt 45 and some good green and paper (and paper) Ballpoint pen leakin' a lifetime (lifetime) You can write about me, but not to cop mine I'm big cousin Bubba, a country-ass motherfucker Standin' on the porch like a felon, kitchen tats, and I'm covered I'll kill for my mother, my brother, settin' up him with others And write about my life and still survive, a country star when I show up I pull up in the Villey, ain't no sparkle on my boots I don't pay no tabby, with the bottle I'm a goose All the baddies want shotty, got the Bonnies in the coupe And they ain't playin' me, but do my tracks stay on a loop I pull up in the Villey, ain't no sparkle on my boots I don't pay no tabby, with the bottle I'm a goose All the baddies want shotty, got the Bonnies in the coupe And they ain't playin' me, but do my tracks stay on a loop