| We came to drink beer
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| And do a little song (little song)
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| Love all them girls here
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| 'Till we see the dawn (woohoo)
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| We fat boy fresh (yeah)
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| Them girls like that
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| Y’all wanna take a ride?
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| Our truck is out back
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| We go to Waffle House
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| And get a patty melt
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| Them girls hear me talk
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| She said I made her melt (made her melt)
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| We love 'em all, baby
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| From eighteen to eighty (uh)
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| Colt and Bone Crusher
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| Good ol' boys, baby (woo)
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| We love it, baby (yeah)
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| See y’all out there lookin' real fine, baby (yeah)
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| Body like yours is hard to find, baby
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| I’ll be sayin' somethin' fresh in your ear, lady (come here, girl)
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| Well let me give it to you
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| How can you walk with a ass like that? |
| (Hahaha)
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| Make me want to get down
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| I tote my pistol, grind my snuff
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| Got a fine ass woman that can’t get enough (yeah)
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| She grab my stick in the
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| They call me the gangsta of love (fantastic, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love (outstanding, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love
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| I’m just a country boy (country boy)
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| On a dirt road
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| I can buck dames (yeehaw)
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| Or I can throw bows (yeah)
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| I like them fast cars (yeah)
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| I like them big trucks (big trucks)
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| I like them bad girls
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| I like to get buck (woo)
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| I do the damn thing (what's up?)
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| So holla at me, dogs (what's up?)
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| Some call me Colt Ford
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| Some call me Boss Hogg (boss)
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| I like old Toby Keith (yeah)
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| And some Travis Tritt
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| But I’m the new south
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| I know you like this
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| I tote my pistol, grind my snuff
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| Got a fine ass woman that can’t get enough (yeah)
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| She grab my stick in the
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| They call me the gangsta of love (fantastic, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love (outstanding, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love
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| I see my cousin grinnin', he know it’s goin' down
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| We got 'em loaded up, we headed out of town
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| Back to the farm with it, way out in the woods
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| We got three a piece, this here is all good
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| Gon' do some skinny dippin', slow dancin', barbecuin'
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| Good lovin' all night, this here is alright
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| We just some good ol' boys who like to pick and grin
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| We have a lot of fun and a little sin
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| So come and hang with us, ride and sing with us
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| Colt and big Bone, we got it goin' on
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| This is our thing, so tell me what you think
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| Sing for 'em Bone, I’m 'bout to get a drink
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| We love it, baby (yeah)
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| See y’all out there lookin' real fine, baby (yeah)
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| Body like yours is hard to find, baby
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| I’ll be sayin' somethin' fresh in your ear, lady (come here, girl)
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| Well let me give it to you
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| How can you walk with a ass like that? |
| (Hahaha)
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| Make me want to get down
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| I tote my pistol, grind my snuff
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| Got a fine ass woman that can’t get enough (yeah)
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| She grab my stick in the
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| They call me the gangsta of love (fantastic, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love (outstanding, baby)
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| They call me the gangsta of love |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gangsta of Love , by - Colt Ford. Song from the album Ride Through the Country, in the genre Кантри