for dirt roads & rodeosone day i want to marry a bull rider that calls me darlin’, but for now i’ll just drink beer and cry about it
sobbing in pink featherswho woulda thought a guy in sparkly pants could make me more emotional in two hours than i typically am in a week?
the RIGHT generationi’m living for the day when teenage girls are listening to these songs claiming they were born in the wrong generation
whole lotta gang shiti may think i’m cool for listening to this stuff, but it’s really just mainstream hip hop. mind your own business.