Everything I love is there inside She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line Got an old dog, it don't like me much That thing starts to bark his head off

There's something in the air So dry your lily eyes don't be so cruel A little celebration Using all you know it's meant for fools This is a celebration Hang your weary head you seem defeated Like the little girl you've been with cheated And in the

Turn it up a little bit louder Turn it up I love this song Come on girl the world is ours Let's do something right or wrong Let's go live it Ain't no time for wasting time Days like these they go by way too fast Yeah, days like these you wanna make them

"G" stands for girl-like Gangsta (Ladies say) Don't make 'em like me anymore So we in danger So at ease, little guy, we out-rank ya And when the G's come around just put your hands up Listen when I speak, Don't talk 'til I say so, Real G's work hard for

I want a little girl I want a little girl, call my own. She must be someone who's all alone now. Say, I want a little girl To fall in love with me, oh yeah. I want a little girl, but she may not look Just like a picture in a story book. If she can cook

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

Turn it up a little bit louder Turn it up I love this song Come on girl the world is ours Let's do something right or wrong Let's go live it Ain't no time for wasting time Days like these they go by way too fast Yeah, days like these you wanna make them

Young nigga go, young nigga go Come here, girl Oh, you want me to touch you right there? Oh, like a little lamb, play in your hair Oh you want it? Oh you want it right now Like that? I got you baby All on you baby Push it back on daddy Push it back on

Still drives me crazy Girl you know you're beautiful I used to tell you all the time Something like a miracle And it feels like a little too much Maybe I don't say it enough But when you let your hair down it That I get to call you mine

Always gettin' in trouble And leaving little girls who hate to see me go 'Cuz I'm bad news, everywhere I go Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha Well bad news travels like wildfire, good news travels slow They call me Ol' Wildfire, 'cuz everybody knows That