paroles de chanson Blood Red - Katie Noel

Roses are red
Violets are blue
My turbo goes Stu-tu-tu-tu

I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free
I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free

Yeah, I come from them outlaws and in-laws
And the boys that run them chainsaws
Speak down on them then get lost
Come back there you will get tossed
In the thicket, kick it, truck so wicked
Blow smoke, drive by so wild, so lifted
Drive throw your town and rev my engine
Broke your neck got your attention
Shawty lean and my motor clean
Talk 'bout the south I am the queen
Something out of a movie scene
Never seen a country girl as cold as me
Yeah, bold as me, I run with the wolf pack
Long black train pick me up on the old tracks
Told me I was gonna rule the south
While other motherfuckers do it for clout bitch

I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free
I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free

Pawpaw gave me guitars, the other gave me a Bible
Step on the stage and the know my name,
And it's country rap revival (Let's go)
The fans are my disciples (Uh huh)
I been led to lead 'em (That's right)
They hungry for my words so best believe that I'm gon' feed 'em
Been in the sticks since birth, itty bitty
Down deep in the oaks knee deep, nitty gritty
In the corner store poppin' away from the city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Out in the woods yeah, bought some wood yeah
Grease stain on my shirt, rust on the hood yeah
Just the cornfed kids up to no good yeah
If you wanna talk shit we should crack one yeah
I come from the land where the creek turns blood red

I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free
I come from the land where the creek turns blood red
Drinkin' moonshine on the side of the old shed (Old shed)
Run-ins with the law ain't nothing to me
South raised in the land of the home of the free