Lyrics

I need a bottle, make it southern Gulp it down like a buzzard A blank check don't got you covered Need some help? Well, ask your mother I don't need to roll in your shit I don't want to sit and listen Don't need to roll in your shit On the side of Route 66 Horseshit, yeah On the side of Route 66 66 I need a bottle, make it Southern Gulp it down like a buzzard A blank check don't got you covered Need some help? Well, ask your mother I don't need to roll in your shit On the side of Route 66 Horseshit, yeah On the side of Route 66 On the side of Routе 66 66 Yeah! I need a bottle, make it southern Gulp it down like a buzzard A blank check don't got you covered Needed some help? Well, ask your mother I don't need to roll in your shit I don't want to sit and listen Don't need to roll in your shit Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty motherfuckers With a ten foot rake, you bet I wouldn't wanna touch ya Put me out like a dark corner, I don't wanna hear it When the city lights up, I ain't fucking cheering For that horse shit Nasty, nasty, nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty motherfuckers With a ten foot rake, you bet I wouldn't wanna touch ya With a ten foot rake, you bet I wouldn't wanna touch ya Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty motherfuckers With a ten foot rake Yo, I wouldn't wanna touch ya
Writer(s): Wyatt James Shears, Fletcher Steven Shears Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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