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She looks like an angel, she knows what God gave her
It's not every day you see somethin' like that
And I'm feelin' thankful, the truck got a tank full
I know how to handle when she drive it like that
She's a bonafide, country-fried
Neon light, Saturday night (Ooh-woah)
She's a certified ride or die
'Bout to have the time of your life
She's an ice-cold Natty, she drink like her daddy
And when she gets the night off, she dance her heels off
She's southern and sassy, a barbecue baddie
It's not every day you see somethin' like that
And I'm feelin' thankful, the truck got a tank full
I know how to handle when she drive it like that
She's a bonafide, country-fried
Neon light, Saturday night (Ooh-woah)
She's a certified ride or die
'Bout to have the time of your life
She's an ice-cold Natty, she drink like her daddy
And when she gets the night off, she dance her heels off
She's southern and sassy, a barbecue baddie
But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down
Don't need a filter; the way that she built, it'll blow your mind
She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl
Natural (Ooh-ooh)
Country girl (Ooh)
Know you the baddest when there ain't nothin' added
She don't gotta catfish 'cause she a whole catch
She mean with the stick shift, can throw a pig skin
Homegrown with the thickness, I know the difference
She's a dirt-road smoke show
Fully loaded, ready to roll (Oh, yeah)
Don't need a filter; the way that she built, it'll blow your mind
She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl
Natural (Ooh-ooh)
Country girl (Ooh)
Know you the baddest when there ain't nothin' added
She don't gotta catfish 'cause she a whole catch
She mean with the stick shift, can throw a pig skin
Homegrown with the thickness, I know the difference
She's a dirt-road smoke show
Fully loaded, ready to roll (Oh, yeah)
She's a blue-jean prom queen
Singin' "Where the Green Grass Grows"
And you know
She's an ice-cold Natty, she drink like her daddy
And when she gets the night off, she dance her heels off
She's southern and sassy, a barbecue baddie
But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down
Don't need a filter; the way that she built, it'll blow your mind
She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl
Natural (Ooh-ooh)
Country girl
Hol' up, we might need to run that back one more time
Singin' "Where the Green Grass Grows"
And you know
She's an ice-cold Natty, she drink like her daddy
And when she gets the night off, she dance her heels off
She's southern and sassy, a barbecue baddie
But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down
Don't need a filter; the way that she built, it'll blow your mind
She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl
Natural (Ooh-ooh)
Country girl
Hol' up, we might need to run that back one more time
She's an ice-cold Natty, she drink like her daddy
And when she gets the night off, she dance her heels off
She's southern and sassy, a barbecue baddie
But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down
Don't need a filter; the way that she built, it'll blow your mind
She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl
Natural
Country girl
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