Big Wheel |
||||||||
|
||||||||
Big Wheel Lyrics |
||
|
Got my lips smacked now they`re dry Then you call me call me in You think I am your possession You`re Messing with a southern girl But my recipe is on With your Stale bread yeah it`s hot But baby I don`t need your cash So BABY maybe I let your Big Wheel turn my Fantasy Don`t you throw that shade on me I`ve been drinkin` down your pain Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and Wash it away Wash it away Wash it away boy Let`s go I`ve been on my knees But you`re so hard Hard to please Did you take me take me in So you are a superstar Get off the cross we need the wood Somehow you will rise But without a tool I know honey you`re a pro But BABY I don`t need your cash Mama got it all in hand now Big Wheel turn my Fantasy Don`t you throw that shade on me I`ve been drinkin` down your pain Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and Wash it away Wash it away Wash it away boy Gimme 8 Gimme 7 Gimme 6 Gimme 5 Gimme 4 Gimme 3 I. I. I am a M-I-L-F don` you forget M-I-L-F don` you forget M-I-L-F don` you forget Baby I don`t need your cash So BABY maybe I let your Big Wheel turn my Fantasy Don`t you throw that shade on me I`ve been drinkin` down your pain Gonna turn that whiskey love into rain Gonna turn your whiskey boy into rain and Wash it away Wash you away boy Wash you down Big Wheel |
||
Top Artists - T |
||
|
||