Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Come On , by - SMO. Song from the album Kuntry Livin', in the genre КантриRelease date: 02.06.2014
Record label: Elektra Nashville
Song language: English
Come On |
| Rolling down the highway |
| Back out on the road |
| Push that pedal, make that money |
| Till we make our way home |
| If you’re true southern brand, country to the core |
| Raised in the sticks on an old back porch |
| By a mama and a papa who skinned that hyde |
| For being anything less than American pride |
| Toe to toe you know, I’m knee deep in the grits |
| You can’t hang with this country boy off in the pits |
| Jack 'em up, roll 'em out, let’s see you got |
| Apple pie in the mix, go and take your shot |
| I’m a top shelf hustlers, true south soldier |
| Got money in the mason jar, my bank account solder |
| Hard pill to swallow, tough fact to follow |
| If you want it you can get it, come on down through the holler |
| Plenty kinfolk that’d love to come harm ya |
| Feed you to the hogs, got a plug with the farmer |
| I’m backwoods style I’m tryna double every dollar |
| Yeah they tryna hold me back but I’m true to my collar |
| Rolling down the highway |
| Back out on the road |
| Push that pedal, make that money |
| Till we make our way home |
| If you’re feeling how I’m feeling let me hear you say come on |
| You get it how I get it and you’re with me holla come on |
| You’re living how I’m living and you’re with it scream come on |
| Come on, come on |
| All I see is headlights shining, I’m out here grinding |
| You’ve gotta put your time in, we’ll leave I put mine in |
| That’s why I made the march booth photograph signing |
| My jaw half full sipping on the silver lining |
| Been on it past 10 and hell yeah I rode the lightning |
| Got knocked down, got back up fighting |
| They owe me like a sirloin, boy quit biting |
| Believe me if it’s been from the farm I’m a bison |
| You’re sweeter than cream, softer than icing |
| I’m high def 3D rarely exciting |
| You ain’t gotta love it you ain’t even gotta like it |
| But you gotta respect these words that I’m writing |
| Right hand like Tyson, beard like a Viking |
| Live at the tell me where to put the mic in |
| Battle of the so I’m out here climbing |
| Breaker one-nine boy come find me |
| Rolling down the highway |
| Back out on the road |
| Push that pedal, make that money |
| Till we make our way home |
| If you’re feeling how I’m feeling let me hear you say come on |
| You get it how I get it and you’re with me holla come on |
| You’re living how I’m living and you’re with it scream come on |
| Come on, come on everybody |
| Come on, come on |
| Come on, come on, every come on |