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oddwin - wrangler jeans lyrics

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[intro: oddwin]
this here is a certified hoedown hootenanny
so you better get your behind out there on the dance floor and turn up (this is a who made it production, p+ssy)

[chorus: oddwin]
(uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hold up)
stepping in my wrangler jeans
stepping in my wrangler jeans
my belt buckle, it keep on sparkling

[post+chorus]
i’m sipping on moonshine, i’m tryna get buzzed
gotta go on that farm again, i’m tryna get my pay stub
gotta clean them horseshoes, they getting way too much rust
if they play me at rodeos, they turning up like the club

[verse 1: oddwin]
yeehaw, rest in peace to meemaw (meemaw), betty, she kep giving me mouth (me mouth)
keep messing cletus, get cleaned out (cleaned out), step on my lawn, better reroute (reroute)
if you don’t, then i’m dumping out casings, then it’s up for everybody (yeehaw)
a hoot and a holler when i’m at the party (woo), shout+out to betty, that’s my little barbie (woo, woo)
a hoot and a holler when i’m on the scene, they really don’t know what to say (when i’m on the scene, they really don’t know what to say)
i got these horses that i need to feed, i’m stacking up all of this hay (i’m stacking up all of this hay)
i’m working so hard, ain’t nothing for free, i had to get my own estate (i had to get my own estate)
i’m bringing the harvest that pay up the fee, i love it when i’m getting paid (yeah, howdy, b+tch, yee+hee+haw)
[verse 2: vasto]
big sticks send his ass over yonder
riding horseback, different than charger (yeah)
down south, and my beef getting larger (yeah)
[?] (yeehaw)
yeah, we picking on farms like a booger (yeehaw)
i’m fixing to give your li’l bird some sugar
he was madder than a hen when i took her (howdy)
yeah, down to the outback, that’s where i took her (howdy)
(yeah, howdy)

[chorus: oddwin]
(uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hold up)
stepping in my wrangler jeans
stepping in my wrangler jeans
my belt buckle, it keep on sparkling

[post+chorus]
i’m sipping on moonshine, i’m tryna get buzzed
gotta go on that farm again, i’m tryna get my pay stub
gotta clean them horseshoes, they getting way too much rust
if they play me at rodeos, they turning up like the club

[outro]
this is a who made it production, p+ssy



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