Letras
That's just what it was and it's still what it is
Yeah, we finished the bottle, just picked up a fifth
Them Mount Juliet roads and old compact discs
Rollin' down a roll down window, what a life to live
A little bit of "Take Me Home"
On a backroad out to the party
It's lookin' like one of those
So won't somebody
Pour some drink in my cup, turn that music loud
Diamonds up in the sky, where's my J45?
Ain't nowhere to be, world stopped on a dime
808s and six strings on a Saturday night, night
I'm sorry, but I'm in love with the way that it mix dobro and Serato
Baby, play it again
I ain't tryna put on, just tryna put a little bit of banjo to a backbeat
Get the two 12s in the backseat goin'
Pour some drink in my cup, turn that music loud
Diamonds up in the sky, where's my J45?
Ain't nowhere to be, world stopped on a dime
808s and six strings on a Saturday night, night
(Night, night)
Pour some drink in my cup, turn that music loud
Diamonds up in the sky, where's my J45?
Ain't nowhere to be, world stopped on a dime
808s and six strings on a Saturday night, night