Lyrics:
Slick shit man that's all we do hoe
That little homie let me talk my truth
Made an Instagram for my cat
And my cat doesn't even rap
And got more
me and Brad Paisley traded places
Could you send me a fast horse to fame
And how bout them cowgirls swaying by the stage
Twenty-four hours and I'll
to be praying for this
Just look at the flick of the wrist
Aye
[Bridge - AR Paisley]
Get a bag and ima run it up
6 side y’all ain’t one of us
Get
Shelton Tim McGraw and Keith urban
Reba garth faith hill and Brad paisley Lyle Lovett Vince gill and Kenny Chesney Chesney
Jason Isabell Margaret price
WHISKEY LULLABY
Writers Bill Anderson, Jon Randall
RECORDED AS A DUET BY BRAD PAISLEY AND ALISON KRAUSS
She put him out like the burning end
The girls all dressed like Kathy McGowan
Wearing make up by Mary Quant
The boys all dressed in velvet hipsters
Pointed shoes, high bouffants
plain to see
That I'm amazingly un-lackadasically
And you're a raisin, b
Tryna be nationwide like Brad Paisley
Ya better not play with me
Ya better
paisley (whoa)
Stay ten toes 'cause the opps don't faze me (whoa)
2019 and I'm back on your playlist (oh my god)
I was born to get a bag, you niggas
You don't see Brad Paisley sugar footin' like James Brown
(Hey I want to get in too)
Even the Dixie Chicks got their groove on and Earl's dead
But if
Tell me what's the vibes I'm wit the gang
We can get it popping got that thang
Know some bad brads popping in La
Keep a bad brad wit me where I stay
rich?" I said, "Maybe"
"Can I suck your dick?" "Damn, lady"
Yeah my checks don't bounce like Swayze
Ice on my trailer hitch, Brad Paisley
Found a dollar
Brad-stract art
That's one of my albums
I'm a pescatarian
But I'll take one of those salads
My salary got me cutting calories
If I could get those
Ten thousand
But I guess none of this happens
If they ain't get involved
I thank 'em for it
Email from Brad and Josh they
Asking about my availablity
Ain't expect
with Billy Ray
Brad Paisley can come too
Maybe Kenny Chesney will marry me
If I could get him to say I do'
I'd be his Carrie Underwood
Or maybe his
Three wooden crosses and Lil RT, mixed with a whiskey lullaby and some ol' Brad Paisley
“It's a great day to be alive said”, Mr. Travis T. Don't be
answers belong to me
You will not eat, sleep, drink, blow your nose, or even dig in your butts without my say-so
Know this! Killing is my business, ladies
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
called me Black Stacey.
I never got to be myself 'cause to
Myself I always was Black Stacey, in polka dots
And paisley, a double goose
And bally
'Cause I love the eay you look in
Them Jeans
Jordache,Sasson or,huh,Calvin Klein
I gotta put on my shades 'cause you're makin' me blind
Don't even know
you
Was one of the leaders
They took one
Of my wingman
I'm still tryna get even
You could
Never handle
Brad Sage mode
A level above
It's not a game
This
living
Thoughts going through my brain, It get real sickening
Sitting in this chair, trying to feel my feelings
I'm not going back but I feel the pulling
Your mind is created by your name
My name isn't Katherine
My name isn't Crystal
My name isn't Nicki or Chad or Sebastian
But thank you for
Yo, what's the deal, nigga?
Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that
Trynna get our heads right, get this money right
You know what I'm sayin',
not even by a bad soul
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah
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