Lyrics Black Sheep - 8Track - Walker Hayes

Chevrolet Blazer, square body
Back in the day, y'all, everybody down
Old Shell Road felt me thumpin'
Four twelves in the back, let 'em know I was comin'

White dice, black ice, freshener
All I cared about was impressin' her
Had that rearview lean on her lipstick
Thank God, she had a thing for misfits

Black sheep, black Chevy
Mobile, wasn't ready
Bump, bumpin' the six-disc changer
Bass kickin' like Texas Ranger

She liked the way it shook
I liked the way she looked
Backseat, goin' far as she'd let me
So now that I'm a dad, I feel bad for her daddy
Black sheep, black Chevy

Chrome bullet-hole rims on Bridgestones
Mean limousine, tinted windows
Like a pimp pullin' up at her house
Her daddy in the yard yellin', "Turn that shit down"

Truck train to the party
Back it up, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Mamma prayin' for the day I was baptized
Cops had my plate memorized

Black sheep, black Chevy
Mobile, wasn't ready
Bump, bumpin' the six-disc changer
Bass kickin' like Texas Ranger

She liked the way it shook
I liked the way she looked
Backseat, goin' far as she'd let me
So now that I'm a dad, I feel bad for her daddy
Black sheep, black Chevy

Black sheep, black Chevy
Now that I'm a dad, I feel bad for her daddy