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Making Love To Morgan Wallen letra


Damn, I miss you, Chester
Sendin' love from a bass compressor (love you!)
Ground control with a soul like Bowie
And I'll chop you up if I'm under pressure
I don't really wanna brag (brag!)
I'm just tellin' motherfuckers that I'm leavin' with a bag (bag!)
High five to the scarred and the strange (strange!)
From the outlaw that'll never get tamed (woo)
Bizkit beats from the pirate band (napster!)
Signed this deal with a lobster hand (lobster!)
Freestyle like a bowling pin
Flex these bars on a dolphin fin (Dolph Lundgren!)
Life's too short, but I can't complain (what?!)
Doin' backflips on a candy cane (what?!)
Ride my scooter with a cape at night
And I'ma high five me a traffic light (whoop, whoop)
I blink twice then I teleport
Got kicked out of the Trump Resort (what?!)
Bought this cloud on a payment plan
Then I ghosted out in a minivan
Mic in my hand like a waffle cone
Spittin' out syrup in the Twilight Zone

Got no job, but I'm on the clock
And you can't stop me 'cause this shit don't stop!

Hey, ladies!
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
When you're hot, you're hot (yeah!)
When you're not, you're not (nope!)
Hey, fellas!
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
When you're hot, you're hot (yeah!)
When you're not, you're not

Bitch, you know I'm hot (ts-s-s)
How many licks till the pepper gon' pop? (Pop, pop)
Told my cap it's the CEO (oh!)
Then I moonwalked in a UFO (oh!)
Mic'd my shoes with a Christmas wreath
Droppin' these bars while I brush my teeth
Flippin' this verse like a boomerang
Landed on stage in your pootie tang
Backpack filled with a new disease
Tell 'em I downed something hard to please
We don't care, we bounce on clouds
Sing off key and we still too loud
Bizkit drops, the place explodes
Jumpin' through life in my pantyhose

Still no job, but I'm on the clock
And you can't stop me 'cause this shit don't stop!

Hey, ladies!
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
When you're hot, you're hot (yeah!)
When you're not, you're not (nope!)
Hey, fellas!
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
When you're hot, you're hot (yeah!)
When you're not, you're not

I see through your act and I still enjoy the show, ye-eah

No dance, no chance
No dance, no chance
No chance
No toast, no ghost
No toast, no ghost
No ghost
No bets, no debts
No bets, no debts
No debts

Oh, too bad!
Too bad, gotta deal with the bitches
Some of y'all too big for your britches
How's about a high five for the good girls and the good guys?
Come on!
Too bad, gotta deal with the bitches
Some of y'all too big for your britches
How's about a high five for the good girls and the good guys?
You know who you are

Turn it up!
I make this motherfucker diamond-plated
Makin' love to Morgan Wallen in an elevator
I'll be turnin' on you bitches like a generator
I'll be the greatest motherfucker that you ever hated!
That you ever hated!

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