Boot Cut

But I got buckles on the side
I'm gonna get that bank
Got to stomp on the blues
I'm gonna blow in the dirt

Now baby, I dig them shoes
You got them on your feet
Where did you get them, baby?
Come on, whip it on me

Mom brought her dad a
Pretty feet and a
Bottle licker

Well, I dig them feet
Baby, pull off your shoes
Don't give me the new ones
Out of control

Now I got them shoes
I think you're shorter than me
But honey, put them on
And you can play that game

I'm gonna sit down
And let you drive
Automatic

Ah yeah

Prada, Gucci, baby, make me
Think about Hollywood
Nobody got that bag
I said I wish you would

Hey

Come on
Come on, do it
Closer
Do it
Come on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on, do it
Yeah
Boot cut
Boot cut
Boot cut
I got to get that