Letra de Country Girl
I'm thick as cornbread, get that from my momma
I got guns like my daddy, you don't want the drama
I'm a little bit of Dolly mixed with Rihanna
I got guns like my daddy, you don't want the drama
I'm a little bit of Dolly mixed with Rihanna
Make sure before you cut the check you add enough commas
I know my ice cream bring 'em to the yard
Like they walking on a high beam, trying too hard
I'm sweet as ice tea, sugar in a jar
You ain't ready for a girl like me, oh Lord
Born south of the Mason-Dixon
Sugar and spice so sweet, make 'em pay attention
I'm a freak in the sheets, bake in the kitchen
I told him if you bring the meat, I got all the fixings
He wants that cornbread, sweet tea, meat and three loving
If he's putting in work, I got dinner in the oven
Like a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants that homegrown WAP without the drama
Someone with good qualities just like his mama
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
All these dudes keep asking for nudes
If you knew me better you'd see I'm too classy for you
Deal with the shit every day and I'm not in the mood
The only way you'll get Savannah's if my nana approves
You gotta work for it, buy a Birkin purse for it
Throw in a new Super-Duty, make them pockets hurt for it
I know what I'm worth, make a sinner go to church for it
Play me like a fiddle, you might end up in the dirt for it
Born south of the Mason-Dixie
Sugar and spice so sweet, make 'em pay attention
I'm a freak in the sheets, bake in the kitchen
I told him if you bring the meat, I got all the fixings
He wants that cornbread, sweet tea, meat and three loving
If he's putting in work, I got dinner in the oven
Like a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants that homegrown WAP without the drama
Someone with good qualities just like his mama
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
I know my ice cream bring 'em to the yard
Like they walking on a high beam, trying too hard
I'm sweet as ice tea, sugar in a jar
You ain't ready for a girl like me, oh Lord
Born south of the Mason-Dixon
Sugar and spice so sweet, make 'em pay attention
I'm a freak in the sheets, bake in the kitchen
I told him if you bring the meat, I got all the fixings
He wants that cornbread, sweet tea, meat and three loving
If he's putting in work, I got dinner in the oven
Like a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants that homegrown WAP without the drama
Someone with good qualities just like his mama
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
All these dudes keep asking for nudes
If you knew me better you'd see I'm too classy for you
Deal with the shit every day and I'm not in the mood
The only way you'll get Savannah's if my nana approves
You gotta work for it, buy a Birkin purse for it
Throw in a new Super-Duty, make them pockets hurt for it
I know what I'm worth, make a sinner go to church for it
Play me like a fiddle, you might end up in the dirt for it
Born south of the Mason-Dixie
Sugar and spice so sweet, make 'em pay attention
I'm a freak in the sheets, bake in the kitchen
I told him if you bring the meat, I got all the fixings
He wants that cornbread, sweet tea, meat and three loving
If he's putting in work, I got dinner in the oven
Like a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants that homegrown WAP without the drama
Someone with good qualities just like his mama
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
He wants a country girl (country girl, country girl)
