[chorus][echo]
been known to get throwed
Park the truck Flip the boat ,
Start the fight break it up
Start a fire, blow the smoke
Yea that’s why they call me cutta hoe
——-
No I
[uh]
never love em
Fo by
[Stuck]
- Get er muddy
[yup]
Slow ride
-teller come here
Mud tires
— grip ain’t slippin on some butta hoe
Slump tired still roll em
—yea that why they call me cutta though
[verse]
Got grip around necks
that beg for less pressure
Top fish
— with frogs,
long legs,
In shorts that should a stayed on the dresser
Good days would a gone and came
had we
Sat and waited on the weather
— so when it rains we just get faded
on parked boats together
Ain’t no waitin to spark one
Thangs blazing already
Ain’t no waitin to start one
It’s a party forever
[chorus][echo]
been known to get throwed
Park the truck Flip the boat ,
Start the fight break it up
Start a fire, blow the smoke
Yea that’s why they call me cutta hoe
——-
No I
[uh]
never love em
Fo by
[Stuck]
- Get er muddy
[yup]
Slow ride
-teller come here
Mud tires
— grip ain’t slippin on some butta hoe
Slump tired still roll em
—yea that why they call me cutta though
[verse]
I pass out back-haaaaaaands
Then skip my way to the dirt
—Part ways with a shirt
Head to the hole too late for church
Who I’m kiddin
Jerk turkey fried chicken
Work dirty
Shine the engine
crooked smile
Dirty paws earn finer livin
Square toes flip flops
And There goes
—Her tits out
Her ass up
and waitin
I done smashed , passed , and ate her
Way before they all was runnin through it
Fuck it ,
I’ll be back turn up the music
Bitch I got problems
[chorus][echo]
been known to get throwed
Park the truck Flip the boat ,
Start the fight break it up
Start a fire, blow the smoke
Yea that’s why they call me cutta hoe
——-
No I
[uh]
never love em
Fo by
[Stuck]
- Get er muddy
[yup]
Slow ride
-teller come here
Mud tires
— grip ain’t slippin on some butta hoe
Slump tired still roll em
—yea that why they call me cutta though
