26 lyrics for "And I go so hard, yeah"
Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin
PlayPacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body
PlayI'ma hustle 'til my last breath I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah I got love all around me, yeah, yeah I was so hardheaded at first My grandma didn't even believe in me I kept goin' though All I
PlayWhen you shoot across the sky like a broken arrow It's so hard to keep yourself on the straight and narrow It's all I've got Yeah when you hit the ground It's hard to get to heaven when your falling hell bound Every break, every burn, every toss, every
PlayTurn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin
PlayAnd today, you know, that's good enough for me Breathing in and out's a blessing, can't you see Today's the first day of the rest of my life And I'm alive and well Yeah, I'm alive and well. So damn easy to say that life's so hard Everybody's got their
PlayLay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the
PlayOooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some Gotta getcha some Oooh gotta getcha some (yeah) Well boy meets girl and it's a good bet Girls gonna play a little hard to get But they both got the same thing on their mind Ain't that the way that the world goes
PlayIf you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and
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