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Little Missy Video (MV)




Performed By: jchillin
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Jacob Hill




jchillin - Little Missy Lyrics
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I'm the honky tonk son of my goat farming mama
The chorus from last autumn
A fox actually got em
What a slaughter
Ain't a problem
Got a bottle of for get all of your problems
Pass it around the fire till we get to the bottom
Yo
I'm J. Chillin I just thought you should know
My country flow Copenhagen
Spit right off of the dome
Gettin stuck in my teeth
I'm the Toby Keith of the streets
Overloaded with speech
Because I'm a whole different breed
So don't call the police now
Cause you want me to keep it down
When they show up to my house
They won't wanna leave now
Cause we know how to get down
Country boy and I'm proud
It's a whole different sound
I wanna jump in the crowd
Spit out yer dips the girls wanna do some kissin
Pour me some liquor
Fix me somethin in the kitchen
It's a beautiful day to just kick it
Do some livin
Grab a drink and sip it
For a minute and listen
This morning I was feedin my chickens
Looked up at the sky and I was just thinkin
Lovin you is my only religion
But I pray to God it never gets any different
Little Missy
Uh
Don't give a motherf*ck
My daddy got like 7 trucks
We never stuck in the mud
I know I drive a Lincoln
My jeep still covered in rust
Lyrics that I bust
So hot that I need a Tums
3 shots and I'm heating up
I'm just a son of a gun
Uhhh
I just need some drums and a blunt
I'mma f*ck this shit up
Like I'm huntin for ducks
Just a pump and erupt
Ooh
Gin and juice
Sip whiskey too
Gets me amused
Missin a tooth
Actually I been missin you
Tell you the truth
And I'm headed to the booth
Think I'm finna use you as my muse
Spit out yer dips the girls wanna do some kissin
Pour me some liquor
Fix me somethin in the kitchen
It's a beautiful day to just kick it
Do some livin
Grab a drink and sip it
For a minute and listen
This morning I was feedin my chickens
Looked up at the sky and I was just thinkin
Lovin you is my only religion
But I pray to God it never gets any different
Little Missy
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English

I'm the honky tonk son of my goat farming mama
The chorus from last autumn
A fox actually got em
What a slaughter
Ain't a problem
Got a bottle of for get all of your problems
Pass it around the fire till we get to the bottom
Yo
I'm J. Chillin I just thought you should know
My country flow Copenhagen
Spit right off of the dome
Gettin stuck in my teeth
I'm the Toby Keith of the streets
Overloaded with speech
Because I'm a whole different breed
So don't call the police now
Cause you want me to keep it down
When they show up to my house
They won't wanna leave now
Cause we know how to get down
Country boy and I'm proud
It's a whole different sound
I wanna jump in the crowd
Spit out yer dips the girls wanna do some kissin
Pour me some liquor
Fix me somethin in the kitchen
It's a beautiful day to just kick it
Do some livin
Grab a drink and sip it
For a minute and listen
This morning I was feedin my chickens
Looked up at the sky and I was just thinkin
Lovin you is my only religion
But I pray to God it never gets any different
Little Missy
Uh
Don't give a motherf*ck
My daddy got like 7 trucks
We never stuck in the mud
I know I drive a Lincoln
My jeep still covered in rust
Lyrics that I bust
So hot that I need a Tums
3 shots and I'm heating up
I'm just a son of a gun
Uhhh
I just need some drums and a blunt
I'mma f*ck this shit up
Like I'm huntin for ducks
Just a pump and erupt
Ooh
Gin and juice
Sip whiskey too
Gets me amused
Missin a tooth
Actually I been missin you
Tell you the truth
And I'm headed to the booth
Think I'm finna use you as my muse
Spit out yer dips the girls wanna do some kissin
Pour me some liquor
Fix me somethin in the kitchen
It's a beautiful day to just kick it
Do some livin
Grab a drink and sip it
For a minute and listen
This morning I was feedin my chickens
Looked up at the sky and I was just thinkin
Lovin you is my only religion
But I pray to God it never gets any different
Little Missy
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Writer: Jacob Hill
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