SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN'
I fall to pieces
Each time I see you there
And I miss all our secrets
So tell me how you've been
Lucchese the boots, check (check)
You can hear when I step (step)
Bought a Chevy and painted it red
Money long, it can't fit in the bed
It don't matter what nobody says
Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (yee-hoo)
You want smoke, I'm the Marlboro man
Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, ayy
This ain't Calabasas
We don't need highways, we can take back roads (take back roads)
Never been ridin', baby?
Step in that stirrup, hop on my saddle (hop on my saddle)
Snake on my feet, they rattle (ooh, they rattle)
And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd (gettin' what?)
And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (uh)
And I'm still in the field like cattle
The Cadillac back on the road
We takin' Route 44
Just say what you need from the store
Oh, oh, put some grits on the stove
Jiffy cornbread, booty corn-fed
Body rolls at the rodeo, I'm coming home, ooh
Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you
You are the superstar, everybody drivin' old new cars
Turn a bad night to a good time
On a trail ride to the Zydeco, I'm coming home
I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home)
We've come a long way from the rough ride
From the railroads to the rodeo, sweet country home
This for my, this for my
She gone
Ride for your cowboy
And throw that sweet honey on it
So come (so come) with me (with me)
To new life (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
You're stuck (you're stuck) to me (to me)
All night (all night, sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Put a flower inside (flower inside)
Stuck in me all night
Stuck in me all night (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Honey (we're), hey (ridin')
Hey (through the), ooh (night)
Honey (we're), yeah (ridin')
Ay (through the), taste like (night)
Honey (we're), ay (ridin')
Oh (through the), taste like (night)
Honey (we're), ay (ridin')
Ay
Think of my
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
A good night (yeah), flow money is full (yeah)
Look at that horse, look at that horse (yeah)
Look at that horse (look at that horse)
Pretty as hell, au naturale
Dinin' on farce (dinin' on farce)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin'
Whoa
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (buckin', yeah)
A good night, whoa, yeah
Your patience is thin (uh-huh), your hormones is right at the rim
You was just goin' in, fuck it, do it again
A-O-T-Y, I ain't win
I ain't stuntin' 'bout them
Take that shit on the chin
Come back and fuck up the pen (yeah)
Say the things that I know will offend (yeah)
Wear that shit that I know start a trend
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Snakes on the den
They hissin', don't listen to them
They bite every once and again (uh-huh)
But it gets stomp down when we
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
A good night (yeah), flow where the money is full (yeah)
Look at that horse, look at that horse
Look at that horse (look at that horse)
Pretty as hell, au naturale
Dinin' on farce
Uh, buckin', whoa
Buckin', buckin' (mhm, uh, yeah)
They yankin' your chain (yankin' your chain)
Promisin' things that they can't (things that they can't)
You the man at the bank? (Bank)
Is you is or you ain't? (Is you is or you ain't?)
Hit the runway, I'm late (the runway, I'm late)
Pop pops got pictures to take (take, take)
It's in my DNA (uh-huh)
Look at my mama, it's a trait
Say the things that I know will offend (woo)
Wear that shit that I know start a trend (woo)
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah
Buckin', whoa
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull