SOLD OUT - HARDY & Lainey Wilson

Szansa jest ogromna, nawet jak do tej pory była znikoma Nie chodzi o miliony na kontach, choć do tego też jestem zdolna (zobacz) Otwieram nowy rozdział, bo w końcu mi można Zobaczymy, co los da, tlen nabieram w nozdrza Stres wpisałam w koszta Prawda bywa gorzka Brudna bywa forsa Reakcja bywa ostra (jak leci?) Jakoś tam, sieci nową jakość dam Zawsze jest jakaś opcja, obecnie moja jest mocna Byłam zmęczona w białych rękawiczkach, wojna W chłodzie marmurowych komnat Błyska w duszy Mortal Kombat Wygrana jest słodka, Natt i Maggie na okładce Forbesa Mam swoją wizję i głos, mam plan na gigi, sold out (Sold out) Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki (sold out, yeah) (Sold out) Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki, yeah (sold out, yeah) Tłumy ludzi, w ciemno sold out Rubin, klejnot, szafir, Bombaj Hale, kluby, nowy rozdział Dopiero się teraz zaczyna Na sobie mam ciuchy jak dziewczyna Bonda Tej nocy robimy tu Skyfall Szykuję premierę jak iPhone Świecą naszyjniki z pereł tak jak nocny patrol Jakbym była Kleopatrą Mierzą zimne oczy, biathlon Ktoś ciągle mi mówi, "Poczekaj", nie mogę już dłużej tak czekać, dziewczyno (dziewczyno) Nawet jakby pociąg odjechał, samolot odfrunął, a statek odpłynął (odpłynął) To jadę rowerem i bomba Przede mną dni słodkie jak fondant Scena rozgrzana jak fondue Gotowa, by zrobić sold out Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki (sold out, yeah) (Sold out) Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki, yeah (sold out, yeah) Zapraszają nas do gry, chcą wiedzieć Są ciekawi, myślą, że to nie mój teren Czy mamy tyle siły, by realizować cele Przyjmuję challenge, dym na scenie, wchodzę, mamy sold out (Sold out) Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki (sold out, yeah) (Sold out) Nagram płyty (sold out) Zagram gigi (sold out) Robię te wyniki, yeah (sold out, yeah)

Me and Hannah did everything together Said we'd be best friends forever Then her mama got a job that was better, across the parish line And I was one summer shy of 11 When Granddaddy took a ride up to Heaven It ain't ever been an easy lesson on how to say goodbye They say, "What don't kill you makes you stronger" and I believe that's right Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher I'm a sucker for a boy with blue eyes A pair of boots and an old four-wheel drive So, when I saw you in the July moonlight I thought, "Oh, good Lord" I let you lay that sun kiss on me And open up that truck door for me Now I find out that I ain't the only girl you're doing that for You're gonna get a good cry from me tonight, but nothin' more Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Than anything you throw my way Yeah, I might bend but I won't break You ain't the first, won't be the last to make me feel this way Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Life is tough But this girl's tougher

Big heart, big smile Big voice on the radio dial Like a country music modern day apostle Yeah, I leaned in like it was gospel W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? In them heels In that dress Wouldn't put up with no BS She'd kill ya with some kindness, take the high road Turn a little rain into a rainbow W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? Didn't let dirt poor hold her back And getting told no, it don't mean jack Ain't scared of nothing ain't nobody's fool Don't put up with heartbreak, boys like you W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? I said hell what would, Dolly do? Hey, what would Dolly do?

Wanna know the truth, well, I wrote it down I got a PHD, in thinkin' out loud No book to buy, it's more like a list It ain't long kinda goes like this Tell it like it is, don't sugar coat it Take it to the bank so you can't blow it Use a little duct tape, if you done broke it When it don't start you might have to choke it If it gets too tall you can just mow it Ain't tall enough sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Can't find a barstool, just find a porch Hell, whiskey's cheaper at the liquor store When life gets you down, go buy a dog And in the end, you'll be better off If you tell it like it is, don't sugar coat it Take it to thе bank so you can't blow it Use a little duct tape, if you donе broke it When it don't start, you might have to choke it If it gets too tall, you can just mow it Ain't tall enough, sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl, you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Whoo, whoo Yeah hit that for me one more time Whoo, whoo And if it gets too tall, you can just mow it Ain't tall enough, sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl, you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Smoke it, smoke it Smoke it, smoke it

Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word Run your name deep down in the dirt It'll stay between me and her Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word It ain't nobody's buisness anyway If that's her perfume on my pillowcase Who really cares how many times you stay It ain't nobody's buisness anyway I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone You wonder if it's you I'm talking bout Cause you won't hear your name come out my mouth Gonna make her have to turn her down You wonder if it's her I'm talkin bout I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone Don't worry I ain't gonna say a word I only want what's best for you and her

She don't get out much Oh but when she does She'll volunteer to hold my beer And help me catch a buzz Out of all my friends I can count on one hand Shes the first on there To pull back my hair Every time shit hits everything Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger She got to know my ex Pretty damn well She wiped off my hurt And gave me the nerve To stand up for myself Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Yeah she never meets a stranger Cheers to you my middle finger You can love her You can hate her But that's my girl my middle finger

My name ain't on every list But they say I'm where the party is I drive a Beamer through the mud Well, I'm kind of redneck Hollywood When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might Bet there's more of us around From a different name, same small town Gucci lace can dress it up But country is as country does When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might Dom Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck Dom Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might But one day I might When you say LA Well, I think Louisiana Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck