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Lenny Cooper

She's So Country

 

She's So Country

(album: The Grind - 2014)


She's so country, she jack it up so high
Then drop it in four-low, hot like a fish fry
She's working it for me, that body is blazing
I can't help these feelin's
I can't fight these feelin's, feelin's (Woo)

You-you got me star struck
With your sexy body and your jacked up truck (Yup)
You got me stutterboxing, I can barely speak
And my eyes feel like I ain't blinked in a week
Get down and dirty and I love that
You and me (Yeah) make a perfect match
You're beautiful, yeah, from the front to the back
And you're sweet like wine on a vine in a berry patch
Them shorts you're wearing is a perfect fit
Co-country girl swag real as it gets
You're all on me like a zip tie (Zip tie)
I swear lil' mama got me hypnotized
She wanna man and I'm all that
From my cowboy boots to my ball cap
So what's up girl, whatcha wanna do?
She said "How 'bout you?" (Woo)

She's so country, she jack it up so high
Then drop it in four-low, hot like a fish fry
She's working it for me, that body is blazing
I can't help these feelin's
I can't fight these feelin's, feelin's

Country girl do this is out of control
Find her in the woods she be going beast mode
Bayridge Drive party over the road
Got rows in the corn field, tires swole
Jacked up truck with a lady in it
Anywhere I go, boy, I swear I'm in it
Anything I say, boy I swear I meant it
Ask for her number, she gave me the digits
Blonde haired thing with a sense of action
And her jeans cut short, you could see she's flashing
Flask in the console got me racing
I'm a down home redneck, always packing that heat
Gator bench seat, nothing come free, gotta work for the cheese
Cap Bailey don't need no rhyme or reason
I do this, girls in the truck bed acting so

She's so country, she jack it up so high
Then drop it in four-low, hot like a fish fry
She's working it for me, that body is blazing
I can't help these feelin's
I can't fight these feelin's, feelin's

She got me hyp-notized , hyp-hyp-notized
She got me hyp-hyp-notized , hyp-hyp-hyp-notized
She got me hyp-hyp-notized , hyp-hyp-hyp-notized
She got me hyp-notized , hyp-hyp-notized

She's so country, she jack it up so high
Then drop it in four-low, hot like a fish fry
She's working it for me, that body is blazing
I can't help these feelin's
I can't fight these feelin's, feelin's

She's so country, coun-coun, she's so country, co-country
She's got me hypnotized, shes got me hypnotized
She's so country, coun-coun, she's so country, co-country
She's got me hypnotized, shes got me hypnotized

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