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Stoned

Jay Webb
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You packed your car, full of high heels and lipstick You traded in my ragged ass, for a rich kid Said, I ain't even got a hanging pot, to piss in He takes you to them fancy dinners, when you're with him So, I grabbed that Backwoods, from that Circle K Backwoods, is where I stay He might have his daddy's money, but I got this riverbank I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him 'Til you figure out, that you're wrong I'm getting stoned (I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him) ('Til you figure out, that you're wrong) I bet that long-gone, turns around real quick You'll get as far, as he knows, how to work a stick shift I bet them city lights, are faded, looking damn low You went from spitting Coke, and aiding to a dipshit Soft hands, don't know no dirt White collar, don't know no work You'll be back and bitching, when them tables turn I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him 'Til you figure out, that you're wrong I'm getting stoned Ooh, yeah, I'm getting stoned, yeah You packed your car, full of high heels and lipstick You traded in my country ass, for a rich kid So, I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him Guess you had a problem, with some tits and a lift kit I'll be catching fish, sure as he ain't drinking, light beer If you don't find your fix, baby, I'll be sitting right here You can see the smoke, but I ain't got a fire going Pulling on it slow, until I hear them tires rolling I'll be in the sticks, getting stoned, while you kiss him 'Til you figure out, that you're wrong I'm getting stoned Until you figure out, that you're wrong I'm getting stoned, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm getting stoned