Letra de My Baby's Guns N' Roses - Brantley Gilbert
Letra de canci�n de My Baby's Guns N' Roses de Brantley Gilbert lyrics
You got your hair down.
I got this top back.
Kissin' on my neck.
Girl you gotta stop that.
Do you want that fast lane?
Do you want that back seat?
Girl you gotta pick one.
You can't expect me
To keep my hands to myself.
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, now.
Ridin 95 sittin' shot gun pretty,
turning this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
She's got a wild side.
That troubles in her blood.
Thinks I'm an outlaw.
That's double trouble son.
She likes to rock hard.
She likes to kiss soft.
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Hot as a barrel on a 12 gauge sawed off.
Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed.
She ain't into wine and dinin'.
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, now.
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty.
Turnin' this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
Ya she's dancin' with the devil,
In the cold November rain.
When she's knockin' on heavens door, son,
You bet God'll call her name.
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, man.
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty.
Turnin' this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
I got this top back.
Kissin' on my neck.
Girl you gotta stop that.
Do you want that fast lane?
Do you want that back seat?
Girl you gotta pick one.
You can't expect me
To keep my hands to myself.
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, now.
Ridin 95 sittin' shot gun pretty,
turning this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
She's got a wild side.
That troubles in her blood.
Thinks I'm an outlaw.
That's double trouble son.
She likes to rock hard.
She likes to kiss soft.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/my-baby-s-guns-n--roses-brantley-gilbert.php
Hot as a barrel on a 12 gauge sawed off.
Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed.
She ain't into wine and dinin'.
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, now.
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty.
Turnin' this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
Ya she's dancin' with the devil,
In the cold November rain.
When she's knockin' on heavens door, son,
You bet God'll call her name.
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine, man.
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty.
Turnin' this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
