Body Like A Back Road
Sam Hunt
2:43You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordans You can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but Don't touch my truck (Uh, skrr, skrr) Skrr (yeah) Skrr Don't touch my truck (Don't touch my truck, yeah) Skrr Skrr (ayo, shut the gate) Don't touch my AC busted and the floorboards rusted With a little bit of lovin' it'll fire right up Paid eight for it, woulda gave eight more I wouldn't trade that sucker for a million bucks (ooh, yeah) Tell 'em boys come and get me (get me) I be ridin' through the city (ooh) Young, rich, and I'm pretty (yeah) Homie, don't get it twisted Keep a semi in the hemi (ooh) Red cup full of Henny (yah) My hitters come in plenties For real (yeah) You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordans You can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but Don't touch my truck (Ayy, skrr) Skrr (yeah, yeah) Skrr Don't touch my truck (brrt, yeah) Skrr Skrr Don't touch my Toolbox full of dirty dove shot empties Muddy ol' clodhoppers and a Mossberg pump Pull up on ya at the red light, homie Throw some Bone Thugs on, and make your loose change jump (ooh, yeah) Tell 'em boys come and get me (get me) I be ridin' through the city (ooh) Young, rich, and I'm pretty (yeah) Homie, don't get it twisted Keep a semi in the hemi (in the hemi) Red cup full of Henny (full of Henny) My hitters come in plenties For real You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordans You can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but Don't touch my truck Skrr Skrr Don't touch my truck (nah) Skrr Skrr Don't touch my truck Don't touch my truck (yeah) Don't touch my truck