Lyrics

It's Yung Fuego... Just bought a new truck... And guess what... Your bitch is in it... And she's suckin' on my dick Got your girl at Bass Pro Shops (yee-haw) And she's givin' me that pro top (she suckin') In my truck and she won't stop (Ford) Country girl, ain't no botox (all natural) And she gonna' hop up in my saddle Tippin' that bitch like she a cattle She from down South, ain't from Seattle Pullin' on her ponytail, ain't no tattle (Bill) At the Bass Pro Shop Met your bitch, she throw top (top) Speed in my F-150 Yea, she thinks that's nifty (nifty) Lookin' for your girl, she's with me (me) Fuck her only twice, feelin' thrifty Gettin' drunk off the malt whiskey (ahhh) No orange when I hunt, feelin' risky (woo) Playin' hard on my banjo, feelin' rifty New fishing pole, yea she gift me Several STDs, yea she give me (woo) Not a fancy bitch, no Disney (huh) Fuck her on my horse (horse) Sand in your pants, too coarse (sand) Fishin' too much, got a divorce (sad) Castin' three times, goin' for fourths (woo) Got your girl at Bass Pro Shops (yee-haw) And she's givin' me that pro top (she suckin') In my truck and she won't stop (Ford) Country girl, ain't no botox (all natural) And she gonna' hop up in my saddle Tippin' that bitch like she a cattle She from down South, ain't from Seattle Pullin' on her ponytail, ain't no tattle (yah) Fuego here with Danger (Sexy) Your bitch in my Ford Ranger (truck) She suckin' up my semen Like my penis is endangered (huntin') Fuck her once, then I change her (woo) Inside, rearrange her (guts) Like crawfish, I cage her (crab) Packin' lips, ain't no cancer (mouth) Pack a lip, then I fuck that bitch (yee-haw) Snuff in my mouth and on her tits (big) Hooks in the fish and on her clit (coochie) Real country boy, I do that shit (country) Smokin' that rib like a Marlboro Red (grillin') Fuckin' that bitch and she givin' me head (I'm cummin') Caught ten fish, then it's time for bed (sleep) Got the Bass Pro Top, I'm country-bred (pure) Yea, I brought her to the Pyramid (triangle) Redneck Mecca, but no Muhammad (no Islams) Yea, she gon' suck on this Southern dick (big) Boots and flannel, yea she lovin' it (mmm-hmm) Fuckin' in the woods so nobody see her Brought a canteen and the Everclear One hand on the pussy, other on the beer With the Smith & Wesson on me, so I got no fear
Writer(s): Timothy Corcoran, William Vaughan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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