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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nate Smith
Nate Smith
Begleitgesang
HARDY
HARDY
Begleitgesang
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Akustische Gitarre
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Stahlgitarre
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
E-Gitarre
Lindsay Rimes
Lindsay Rimes
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jessie Jo Dillon
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter:in
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter:in
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Songwriter:in
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Lindsay Rimes
Lindsay Rimes
Produzent:in
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mischtechniker:in
Zach Wills
Zach Wills
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Harrison Tate
Harrison Tate
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in

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You gonna hang or not? Man, your beer got hot 'Cause you snuck outside again You been on your phone like all night long 'Cause she don't trust you with your friends Yeah, we're thick as thieves and if it was me I'd want you to let me know So shoot this Crown and hear me out But don't get me wrong I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on But your floor ain't the only one it's been on Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend Mm, she don't like your church, and dude, she's the worst When she gets a little know-it-all buzz She hates your favorite bands and she don't miss a chance To cut you down in front of us Yeah, I know that you say she's the best you ever had Maybe that's why your head's in the sand 'Cause we know she ain't single, but damn, she looks single If you're looking at her Instagram I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on But your floor ain't the only one it's been on Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend Not your momma, not your daddy, not your sister Everyone that loves you hates seeing you with her Didn't wanna be the one to let you know And I'm just saving you a heartbreak down the road, oh Yeah I ain't saying that she ain't drop dead But boy, she knows it when she turns them heads Got a good girl dress that you love when she slips on But your floor ain't the only one it's been on Brother, I ain't tryna start no fight Ain't what you wanna hear on a Friday night I know she's got you in a love drunk whirlwind But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend Not your momma, not your daddy, not your sister Everyone that loves you hates seeing you with her But man to man, nobody likes your girlfriend
Writer(s): Hunter Phelps, Michael Hardy, Ben Johnson, Jessie Jo Dillon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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