gonna haul My belongings away 'Cause I'm busted I went to my brother To ask for a loan I was busted I hate to beg Like a dog for a bone But I'm busted
my belongings away, But I'm Busted So I called on my brother to ask for a loan 'Cause I was Busted I hate to beg like a dog for a bone, But I'm Busted
Prevod: Jones, George. Ujeli.
Chillin' on a dirt road Laid back, swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up
loving her today" Just like George Jones and one of his gold plated chrome tin microphones Well the only time that I ever got booed is when I busted
more can I say, just kill 'em Fuck 'em, the gun bust 'em, we just knock on wood Now is this understood? I mostly George when I whip, my supply is good
Said he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he ain't never bust no cap Like Father, Like Son, go ask Busta
he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he ain't never bust no cap Like Father, Like Son, go ask Busta
(feat. Colt Ford) [Brantley Gilbert:] yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold
you rats) What more can I say, just kill 'em Fuck 'em, the gun bust 'em, we just knock on wood Now is this under-stooooooood? I mostly George when I whip
like tinted and Ford, peas and carrots Rings with karats, and it seem people starin Hoes lovin my style, niggaz love jeans you was wearin Carryin on, this love jones
