| I’ve been drinking under neon lights
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| Where that country music flows
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| Had my share of cocaine nights
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| My momma used to say I’d pay that price
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| I told her hip-hop sinned my soul
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| So when you hear that guitar ring
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| We gon' let that 808 explode
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| Whoa
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| We gon' let that 808 explode
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| Whoa
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| Every weekend it goes up
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| Everyone knows us
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| Hop in my whip
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| When I dip I do donuts
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| With a bad bitch and her friends and I’m tow up
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| Drinkin' we throw up they fuckin' my nose up
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| Tennessee born
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| Tennessee raised
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| Man I’m so stuck in my Tennessee ways
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| Ten drinks ain’t enough we should double it up and get so fucked up I can’t
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| remember my name
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| I love tequila
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| I love the women
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| I love smokin' on killer shit
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| And I love them loud guitars with those 808s, I swear I be feelin' it
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| I’m numb from the taste
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| I can’t feel my face
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| My heart starts to race
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| And I’m really lit
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| And I know that I’m really feelin' it
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| When I start slurrin' my sentences
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| I’ve been drinking under neon lights
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| Where that country music flows
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| Had my share of cocaine nights
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| My momma used to say I’d pay that price
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| I told her hip-hop sinned my soul
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| So when you hear that guitar ring
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| We gon' let that 808 explode
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| Whoa
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| We gon' let that 808 explode
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| Whoa (Yeah)
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll (Lil Wyte)
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| Forgive me
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| I’ve been on the road, my tank’s on empty
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| I’ve rocked so many shows, did too many drugs, and drank all the whiskey
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| We rock stars
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| And I know that our fathers are up there listening
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| You name it, we’ve done it and yeah we still run it
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| My brother and I are so gifted
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| Stress lifted off of the shoulders that we like to hold up the world with
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| When Jelly and I are off in the lab, we often get caught in a whirlwind
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| The shit spins
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| Shrooms kick in
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| And the room begins to glow
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| Sorry that I’m not sorry
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| I’ve been drinking under neon lights
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| Where that country music flows
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| Had my share of cocaine nights
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
|
| My momma used to say I’d pay that price
|
| I told her hip-hop sinned my soul
|
| So when you hear that guitar ring
|
| We gon' let that 808 explode
|
| Whoa
|
| We gon' let that 808 explode
|
| Whoa
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| Whoa
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll
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| Whoa
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| Forgive me Jesus I love rock and roll |