GEMMA

Yeah

Little girl raised in a shotgun house
In the middle of the county in the backwoods
Daddy was a gangster and her mama ran out
She don't really think about it 'cause she damn good
'Cause lil' mama on go and she roll with the outlaws
Runnin' with the big dogs, in and out of cop cars
She know every secret but she keep a case of lockjaw
Better not bring them bodies up, please don't make her pop off
First sunshine then the rain come
First one to smile when the pain on

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw
Baby girl so cold

Feel like I'm dancin' with the devil, girl
On another level, Lord, save my soul

She bad, she won't say it but she know she is
That bad boy don't play with her, she know the deal, yeah
The type you keep no secrets from, you know she real
No pads if you creepin' on her but she so cold
I fell in love with an outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
Five-five, thick as Heinz, never on no funny shit
My, my, twisted grind, got myself a country bitch
Five-five and she mine, I feel like that London Bridge
My lady's an outlaw, she always got a gun on her hip

Little girl raised in a shotgun house
In the middle of the county in the backwoods
Daddy was a gangster and her mama ran out
She don't really think about it 'cause she damn good
'Cause lil' mama on go and she roll with the outlaws
Runnin' with the big dogs, in and out of cop cars
She know every secret but she keep a case of lockjaw
Better not bring them bodies up, please don't make her pop off
First sunshine then the rain come
First one to smile when the pain on

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw
Baby girl so cold

Feel like I'm dancin' with the devil, girl
On another level, Lord, save my soul

She a dime, lookin' fine, yeah, that girl, she genuine
Grew up on that countryside and she got that Southern pride
Get her own money, she got her own dough

She a showstopper, she stop the whole show

Lil' mama so cold
She the type you wanna get to know
Man, I'm talkin' 'bout she five-five, thick as shit
Raised up on eatin' grits
Daddy was a gangster and her mama didn't take no shit
Good head on her shoulders, boy, that shit fire
And she sweeter than the peaches in my moonshine

Little girl raised in a shotgun house
In the middle of the county in the backwoods
Daddy was a gangster and her mama ran out
She don't really think about it 'cause she damn good
'Cause lil' mama on go and she roll with the outlaws
Runnin' with the big dogs, in and out of cop cars
She know every secret but she keep a case of lockjaw
Better not bring them bodies up, please don't make her pop off
First sunshine then the rain come
First one to smile when the pain on

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw

Girl, you ain't nothin' but a outlaw
Baby girl so cold

Feel like I'm dancin' with the devil, girl
On another level, Lord, save my soul