Lyrics:
know I'm no Carrie Underwood
I just do what I do got nothing to lose
Standing here in my cowgirl boots
Don't ask me for another boy band song
You know
a bottle of ciroc give a fuck about no champagne
Told her imma hit it bitch plans change
Carrie Underwood I don’t even know her last name
Brass frames
you for looks
Oh, thought you was too good for me, huh?
Yeah, toots, used to be my Carrie Underwood
I was your lumberjack
But I can't stomach this,
loot like I used you for looks
Oh, thought you was too good for me, huh?
Yeah, toots, used to be my Carrie Underwood
I was your lumberjack
But I
a breeze
I can't change nigga
Unlike others would
Been soul surfin on my own wave
Like I'm Carrie Underwood
Carry money on me
Take it from me
Shit I
began looking for a way to spend that will again
I heard a song a couple months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio
Reminded me of a poem my
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
this boy's got moves that I've never seen before
cnd boy this boy's got moves, I could never dream for more
cnd as he took me by the arm
His eyes came
They out here killing us it's getting scary
So I wrote a letter for you Miss Carrie
I know you all alone in this world on your own
Mentally you
it ah! Okay! Alright
One more time: dance!
Tu-dup, du dee da let's study
This phenomenon tu-duppy-dup-pu dee
Da now look, Rick and Jane and Carl,
fucking dummy
With a surfboard
I wouldn't say I like to kill
It's more a thirst for it
The synagogue of Satan
They was cursed for it
Shamash the God
Shoutout to all the boys I loved before
For teaching me I needed more
I'm kinda glad they broke my heart 'cause
Now it's yours
I loved two guys
[VERSE 3]
Women
That's a topic never understood
Does she like me does she not
Carrie Underwood
Cos I'm blown away
Even by words she says
In fact so blown
I wanna become
Crank up the radio as loud as it goes
Singing Carrie underwood and rolling down the windows
The smell of the pine trees is filling
'Cause I'm so turned on I can barely steer
Carrie Underwood
Jesus take the wheel from me
This a real dime piece so won't you please
Just pull this car over
'Cause I'm so turned on I can barely steer
Carrie Underwood
Jesus take the wheel from me
This a real dime piece so won't you please
Just pull this car over
cuz Georgie, boy he chewed the manure
By this I mean he ate the shit
Not just the brunt end of it
The whole thing floating shortly after all the loaves
real good
Gotta Carrie me home, Underwood
I'm nice on the mic like a knife to the throat
The nights real high cause the bass real low
Right by your side
real good
Gotta Carrie me home, Underwood
I'm nice on the mic like a knife to the throat
The nights real high 'cause the bass real low
Right by your side
real fucked up and I'm feeling real good
Gotta Carrie me home, Underwood
I'm nice on the mic like a knife to the throat
The nights real high cause
I think I'll give another week 'cause I can't take it no more
I've seen this episode on TV, yeah, I've been here before
Knock me over and I'm ready
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
The Dose, Every Time I Die, Fall Out Boy, Knuckle Puck
Party Thieves, Dan and Shay, Tenille Towns, Dierks Bentley, Wordsplayed
Migos, Canon, Cheat Codes, Sia,
go
That's how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen death around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a Hot Boy, I
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