Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken & Biscuits Remix

Lord have here she comes
Behind the wheel of a pickup
Mud
singin'
Country girl just doin' her and
Ain't nothing like a baby
my tractor drive me crazy
Likes
fishin'
And she can her own in the kitchen
And by the way did I mention

She's pretty as a field of
sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the asphalt
And when I get her in arms of mine
Lord have mercy I her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like chicken and

She can rock them high shoes
But she'd wear cowboy boots
Cut off jeans and a hat
Them vity can't do it like that
Off the chain on a night
and drinkin' ain't scared to fight
By Sunday come rollin' around
Singin' in the choir is where she's
I'm so proud
'Cause ain't no doubt

She's pretty as a of daisies
She's sweeter watermelon wine
Way hotter the Alabama asphalt
And I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have I love her kisses
Man I get enough

Kinda chicken and biscuits

(Hey)
Hey sweet thing let me hold you
(Hold)
something that you need to know
(Hey)
When it comes to you
(Hold)
There ain't that I'd rather do

She's as a field of daisies
She's sweeter watermelon wine
Way hotter the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these of mine
have mercy I love her kisses
Man I get enough

Kinda like and biscuits