Do It For Me

Intro Em Em Ha, told 'em Em Em Waylon and Willie tres, Haha ha, yee-yee Verse Em Got a bad blond bomb shell, man that pussy golden Em7 You can't tell me shit about my bitch, pimp I already know it Em7 She don't smoke, but I be blowin' Em She's still ride like she's my roadie Em So we fuck like we hate each other, then hop out like we're homies Em Hey, grab that girl, what's her name?, Me and my wife like to play Em7 If you've been around my way, this shit right here's another day Em Southern by my drawl, you can hear it when I talk Em Don't give a fuck attitude, we pissin' people off Em My city says I'm on fire, now they say I got the sauce Em And my partner got the soft tonight I'm really goin' off Em I gave scatterbrain the keys, called up Alexander King Em I've been smokin', not to mention I'm unbalanced from the lean, Woo Chorus Em Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand Em7 Ladies love the outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man Em7 You ain't talkin' money honey, I don't understand Em Do it for me baby like you do it for the gram Em Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand Em Poppin' rubber bands, nothin' less than hundred grand Em7 Em Ladies love 'em outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man Em Do it for me shorty like you do it for the gram Bridge Em Ha ha ha, N.C. Jelly, We livin' now, ha ha, Oh I forgot to tell you somethin' N.C. I changed my name (Yee-yee) yeah I changed my name (Yee-yee) Em Ha ha ha ha ha, uh Verse Em Call me James 'cause my girl got that giant peach Em7 Put her on a pedestal, sittin' on the highest peak Em7 Long legs and tattoos, bunch of pistons, hella fun Am Em Low eleven short shorts, cropped top and a messy bun Em Love Won for the Young Gun, best is yet to come huh Em7 Late nights and breakfast in bed, eater of yum-yum Em7 Someone, somewhere prolly trollin' on her Instagram Am Em Hatin' on her fairy tale, like I really give a damn Em Promised land at full speed, got everything we could need Em7 Fed everyone I could feed, my life is good from good deeds Em7 Em One time for the bad boy, with a bad mamasita Am Em Bottle of tequila be the brains of amnesia Chorus Em7 Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand Em7 Ladies love the outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man Em7 You ain't talkin' money honey, I don't understand Am Em7 Do it for me baby like you do it for the gram Em7 Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand Em7 Poppin' rubber bands, nothin' less than hundred grand Em7 Ladies love 'em outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man Em7 Do it for me shorty like you do it for the gram Outro Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 Am Em7 Em