Lyrics:
Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good
Things come to those who wait
But too late my life's to great to wait
I wanna, celebrate good times, c'mon
Livin lovin
STRAIT OR JONES FOR SURE
MIGHT AS WELL PLAY NOTHN'
IF YOU DON'T PLAY SOMETHIN' BY GEORGE.
A SONG DON'T MEAN NOTHIN'
IF IT AIN'T BEEN SUNG BY GEORGE.
'
They're not livin' if they're not lovin' like me and you.
(George)
I know that I've been blessed with good thing as much as anyone could be
(Tammy)
leaned it back
Thinkin', "Damn, if I ain't the king of this king cab"
She got me feelin' like George Strait Jr. Tonight
Center stage on a no name road
stay in the house for? (Why?)
If it ain't real, what you open your mouth for?
Yeah, I'm a team player, but I'll do it without y'all
I'm fighting them
on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day breaks
Amarillo By Morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin
little twist
And I think you'll agree this is just wrong
I ain't never got to sing one with Willie
And I've held it inside long enough
Now I ain't
that the game
Has lost its appeal
Baby try me I'll make you see
You ain't livin' until you're lovin' babe
You ain't livin' until you're lovin
It's like you don't even care, don't even care, no
I ain't gon' let this opportunity pass me by, pass me by, no
Cuz what am I gonna do when I die
Livin life, livin life, livin life, livin life
Lovin life, lovin life, lovin life, lovin life
Hatin life, hatin life, hatin life, hatin life
Uh
still love Jesus, by God
And know George Strait songs by heart, yeah
(Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh)
If you ain't ever been out here
You may
(yeah), pickin' it up (yeah)
Lovin', I'm livin', so we turnin' up
Yeah, we turnin' it up
Ain't got no tears in my body
I ran out, but boy, I like it,
pickin' it up (yeah)
Lovin', I'm livin', so we turnin' up
Yeah, we turnin' it up
Ain't got no tears in my body
I ran out, but boy, I like it, I like
oh)
And I know you're gettin' bored (come on, come on)
Dealin' with him (workin', what, come on, ah-ah)
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin',
oh)
And I know you're gettin' bored (come on, come on)
Dealin' with him (workin', what, come on, ah-ah)
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin',
turn it up, that's really how you work the V
Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
We do this shit perfectly, we're enough
Do you want some Marvin Gaye (Marvin Gaye)
Or some George Strait? (Or some George Strait)
Do you want the sweet talk
Or a straight shot?
Well,
the time
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (Oh, yeah)
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up
Oh, I just want you to come
pickin' it up (yeah)
Lovin', I'm livin', so we turnin' up
Yeah, we turnin' it up
Ain't got no tears in my body
I ran out, but boy, I like it, I like
nigga need a ride?
They made whistle while you twurk, And that’s functionin’
Ain’t these some hatin’ ass niggas? Now look at this shit,
I asked that nigga
You Twurk'
Middle of the road ah, watch out for them rollas
Pimpin Glock, totas, thick like soldiers
If ya?ll ain't ready, ya?ll gon' get it
You
We a match made, like george and weezie
Lucy and ricky, ike and tina, bobby and whitney
And if shit hit the fan, you comin' wit me
I won't take
pickin' it up
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up
Oh I just want you to come with me
We on another mentality
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm
floor
'Til your achy breaky heart ain't breaking no more
Hot damn, I'm about to unwind
Get these two left feet in a George Strait line
Throw my card
_(cropped).jpg/224px-Steven_Strait_-7-_(32695752360)_(cropped).jpg "Steven Strait")
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