That's good to me, oh yeah I got a woman, way over town She saves her lovin', early in the mornin' Just for me, oh yeah Well, don't you know she's all right Well, I got a woman, way over town Said I got a woman, way over town Good to me, oh yeah She

Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines Well, we ain't no rookies; it's our third tour of duty Yeah, that's all right I came up through the trenches where We only played for tips and alcohol You find out what you're made

I am who I am I've learned what I've learned By finding the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see to get a picture of me I grew up on the edge of a

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day That's the island greeting that we send to

Oh, you can cry on my shoulder All the pain is finally over You can close your eyes Everything's alright Listen to me, close your eyes baby, picture this: Sunset, on the ocean, that's Pacific New whips, new tiffs, now your wrist lit You can get anything

Why the fuck they frontin like they is? (Yeah that's right, uh-huh) why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Yeah.. uh-huh Why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Ah-yo Dunn, aiyyo yo

Look at you, now look at us All my niggas look rich as fuck All my niggas live rich as fuck All my niggas look rich as fuck! And that's 2 Chainz Uh, AK on my nightstand, right next to that Bible But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells