Lyrics She's Why - Russell Dickerson

Oh
Mm-mm
Yeah-yeah

Well, she's a heatwave when it's cold out
While the windows in my truck stay rolled down
She got good taste, but she ain't bougie
She owns some TJ Maxx, no Gucci
Yeah, that diamond ring's the only bling she wants
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And she's the only reason for this song
And it goes like

She, she's why drinks get poured for free
She's why Levi made them jeans
A little extra tight, cut off at the thigh
Fit her just right
She, she's why Chevy made bench seats
Just to slide right next to me
So if you wonder why I'm always flying high
She's why

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

That girl, she Heaven-sent, God is my witness
While I've been in the gym and working on my fitness
She always on my mind with them ocean eyes
She ain't a seven, eight, nine, no, she's double digits
Yeah

She, she's why drinks get poured for free
She's why Levi made them jeans
A little extra tight, cut off at the thigh
Fit her just right
She, she's why Chevy made bench seats
Just to slide right next to me
So if you wonder why I'm always flying high
She's why

Yeah, she, she's why drinks get poured for free
She's why Levi made them jeans
A little extra tight, cut off at the thigh
Fit her just right, baby
She, she's why Chevy made bench seats
Just to slide right next to me
So if you wonder why I'm always flying high
She's why

(She's why, she's why)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
She's why
(She's why, she's why), woo!
(She's why, she's why), oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(She's why, she's why), oh
She's why