Тональность
Am C G D
Verse 1
Am C
Driving in a fast car
G D
All my homies ridin’ with me
Am C
Got the location
G D
When I got to town they know my name
C
Drinking whiskey out the bottle and it drive her insane
G D
I need a jean short baddie with a farmers tan
Am C
Know she’s five foot nothing but I’m lovin’ her twang
G D
I got a fire in my belly and it’s numbing my pain
Chorus
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
Verse 2
Am C
I’ve been going crazy for minute
G D
And my pick up rims spinnin’ your way
Am C
You know it’s all paid for tractor
G D
And a stable you know she want me
Am C
I’m getting lost in her rhythm I tried to flip the position
G D
And then she went and put me in my place
Am C
And now she whiskey I’m sippin’ just taste a little bit
G D
Better but imma finish every drop either way
Am C
Driving in a fast car
G D
All my homies ridin’ with me
Am C
Got the location
G D
When I got to town they know my name
Am C
Drinking whiskey out the bottle and it drive her insane
G D
I need a jean short baddie with a farmers tan
Am C
Know she’s five foot nothing but I’m lovin’ her twang
G D
I got a fire in my belly and it’s numbing my pain
Chorus
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
Verse 3
Am C
I’m gone so gone but I ain’t even leave
G D
Jacky whispered in my ear son you probably should stay
Am C
She got me all reved up running every red light
G D
I’m ready to whenever you just give me the sign
Am C
The liquor giving them a backbone
G D
Told me leave my keys and cup and Go home
Am C
Well I don’t need your advice I’m looking for
G D
The after party and I’m going all night
Am C G D
Oh, she’s like a red hot fire but her daddy said he’s kille me
Am C G D
Ph, but I hit like luke cause I’m driving like bo
Am C
Drinking whiskey out the bottle and it drive her insane
G D
I need a jean short baddie with a farmers tan
Am C
Know she’s five foot nothing but I’m lovin’ her twang
G D
I got a fire in my belly and it’s numbing my pain
Am C
Drinking whiskey out the bottle and it drive her insane
G D
I need a jean short baddie with a farmers tan
Am C
Know she’s five foot nothing but I’m lovin’ her twang
G D
I got a fire in my belly and it’s numbing my pain
Outro
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
Am C
I’m throwed, I’m throwed
G D
No cups drinking out the bottle
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