Letra de Wrong Ones - Post Malone

(Feat. Tim McGraw)

Lift kit on a limousine

I got ten problems down in Tennessee

And I ain't got the time to fix 'em all

Skipped breakfast at Tiffany's

For a little sermon with Bethany

Now I'm sittin' at a bar on 17th, and I'm gone

With them cold ones comin'

And that smoke fillin' up my lungs

I got fuck-you money

Girl, come on and get you some

And it's hard to walk a straight line

When they curvin' up them jeans

I'm just lookin' for the right one

But them wrong ones keep lookin' at me

Straight outta Louisian'

I'm a bad boy, real good man

Got a six-pack and a farmer's tan, top of the world (Ooh)

I can't help that they wanna glance

Ain't one that don't wanna dance

Bunch of cowboys sayin', "Please don't take the girl"

Keep them cold ones comin'

And that smoke fillin' up my lungs

I got country money

Honey, come on and get you some

And it's hard to walk a straight line

The way they curvin' up them jeans

I'm just lookin' for the right one

But them wrong ones keep lookin' at me

Na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na

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