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Hitman - Dixie Heart (Feat. Branddo) | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Dixie Heart (Feat. Branddo)

Dixie Heart (Feat. Branddo)

Hitman

Альбом: Ole Country Boy
Длительность: 2:40
Год: 2021
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Poop poopoop City chief you ain't made that beat

Might be a little dust on the bottle
The older it is the sweeter it taste
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord let me live on the out skirts of the gate
Pine trees and a one lane road
A wood bridge and an old Cain pole
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord don't put me where the corn don't grow

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Dirt roads and big block 350s
A bunch of gypsies tipsy off that whiskey
Never met you before but claim it's been a century
Since the last time you seen me juggle
I can't help yaboi was born southern
Straight up out the Bible Belt sweet home Alabama
Everybody where I'm from speak that country grammar
Don't put me where the corn don't grow
I want to be where the white tails roam
A six string and a bag full of wrongs
If I got do right then just don't send me back home

Might be a little dust on the bottle
The older it is the sweeter the taste
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord let me live on the outskirts of the gate
Pine trees and a one lane road
Wooden bridge and an old Cain pole
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord don't put me where the corn don't grow
Don't grow

I can see it now boy
Pearly gates swing open like some old saloon doors
Tony llama stepping in looking slick
You can try turn the faucet off but you don't ever stop the drip
Now you see Billy don't you put me with no city slickers
Put me in the cut where it's hard to talk over the crickets
Okay sippin holy water cooler for the buzz
Chicks still swing off the back of that old pickup truck
Let's go
I don't ask for much so if I get to go
You can have the streets of gold I'm just fine in a dirt road
Bar wires on fence posts
Stop signs with bullet holes
If it ain't nothing like Dixie then he'll I don't want to go

Might be dust in the bottle
The older it is the sweeter the taste
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord let me live on the outskirts of the gate
Pine trees and a one lane road
Wood bridge and an old Cain pole
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
Lord don't put me where the corn don't grow