SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN'

I fall to pieces

Each time I see you there

And I miss all our secrets

So tell me how you been

Lucchese see the boots

Check

You can hear when I step

Step

Bought a Chevy and painted it red

Money long it can't fit in the bed

It don't matter what nobody says

Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead

Yee-hoo

You want smoke I'm the Marlboro man

Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand ayy

This ain't Calabasas we don't need highways

We can take back roads

Take back roads

Never been ridin' baby

Step in thar stirrup

Hop on my saddle

Hop on my saddle

Snake on my feet they rattle

Ooh

And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd yeah

Gettin' what

And I'm still goin' up like a ladder

Uh

And I'm still in the field like cattle

The Cadillac back on the road we takin' route 44

Just say what you need from the store oh oh

Put some grits on the stove

Jiffy cornbread booty cornfed

Body rolls at the rodeo

I'm coming home ooh

Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you

You are the superstar

Everybody's drivin' old new cars

Turn a bad night to a good time

On the trail ride to the zydeco

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

I'm coming home I'm coming home

I'm coming home

I'm coming home I'm coming home

We've come a long way from the rough ride

From the railroads to the rodeos sweet country home

This for my this for my

She gone

Ride for your cowboy

And throw that sweet honey on it

So come

So come

With me

With me

To new life

Stick it stick it stick it

You're stuck

Stuck

To me

To me

All night

Stick it stick it stick it

Put a flower inside

Flower inside

Stuck in me all night

Stuck in me all night

Honey (we're) hey (ridin')

Hey (through the) ooh (night)

Honey (we're) yeah (ridin')

Yeah (through the) taste like (night)

Honey (we're) ayy (ridin')

Oh (through the) taste like (night)

Honey (we're) ayy (ridin')

Ayy think of my

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' like a mechanical bull

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

A good night

Yeah

Flow money is full

Yeah

Look at that horse look at that horse

Look at that horse

Look at that horse

Pretty as hell au naturale

Dining on farce

Dining on farce

Buckin' buckin'

Woah buckin'

Yeah

Buckin'

Buckin'

A good night

Woah yeah

Your patience is thin

Uh-huh

Your hormones is right at the rim

Ow

You was just goin' in

Huh

**** it, do it again

Let's go

A-O-T-Y I ain't win

Let's go

I ain't stuntin' 'bout them

Take that shit on the chin

Come back and **** up the pen

Yeah

Say the things that I know will offend

Uh yeah

Wear that shit that I know start a trend

Uh

Take the Bugatti out for the spin

Ooh

Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin

Ooh ooh ooh snakes on the den

Uh

They hissin' don't listen to them

Let's go

They bite every once and again

But it gets stomped on when we

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' like a mechanical bull

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah)

Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah)

A good night flow where the money is full

Look at that horse look at that horse

Look at that horse

Look at that horse

Pretty as hell au naturale

Dining on farce uh

Buckin' woah

Buckin' buckin'

Mhm

They yankin' your chain

Yankin' your chain

Promisin' things that they can't

Things that they can't

You the man at the bank

Bank

Is you is or you ain't

Is you is or you ain't

Hit the runway I'm late

Runway I'm late

Pop pops got pictures to take

Take take

It's in my DNA

Ayy

Look at my mama it's a trait

Say the things that I know will offend

Woo

Wear that shit that I know start the trend

Woo

Take the Bugatti out for a spin

Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin

Ooh ah

Buckin' woah

Buckin' buckin'

Buckin' like a mechanical bull