Boot Cut

But I got buckles on the side

I'm gonna get that bank

Got to stomp on the blues

I'm gonna blow in the dirt

Now baby, I dig them shoes

You got them on your feet

Where did you get them, baby?

Come on, whip it on me

Mom brought her dad a

Pretty feet and a

Bottle licker

Well, I dig them feet

Baby, pull off your shoes

Don't give me the new ones

Out of control

Now I got them shoes

I think you're shorter than me

But honey, put them on

And you can play that game

I'm gonna sit down

And let you drive

Automatic

Ah yeah

Prada, Gucci, baby, make me

Think about Hollywood

Nobody got that bag

I said I wish you would

Hey

Come on

Come on, do it

Closer

Do it

Come on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on, do it

Yeah

Boot cut

Boot cut

Boot cut

I got to get that