He came in hot on two wheels
But she beat him to the gate
Bat shit blondes and Winston's
They were always on his plate
Gas and matches shouldn't mix
But she was showing by July
So blame the fire of 1994 that I'm
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
She covered me in sequin gowns
My teeth in Vaseline
He sank 'em in to Jennings, Jones and
Rebuilt pan-head grease
Bad seeds get sown, black sheep they roam
By fortune or mistake
Tell me, baby, do you like the way it tastes?
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
Baby sister of the brick house
To midnight lover of a man so fine
Trying to make my 'Nita proud
If you don't like it you can suck on my
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
Son Of A Gun Video (MV)
Performed By: Kassi Ashton
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Jason Nix, Driver Williams, Kassi Ashton
Kassi Ashton - Son Of A Gun Lyrics
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He came in hot on two wheels
But she beat him to the gate
Bat shit blondes and Winston's
They were always on his plate
Gas and matches shouldn't mix
But she was showing by July
So blame the fire of 1994 that I'm
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
She covered me in sequin gowns
My teeth in Vaseline
He sank 'em in to Jennings, Jones and
Rebuilt pan-head grease
Bad seeds get sown, black sheep they roam
By fortune or mistake
Tell me, baby, do you like the way it tastes?
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
Baby sister of the brick house
To midnight lover of a man so fine
Trying to make my 'Nita proud
If you don't like it you can suck on my
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
But she beat him to the gate
Bat shit blondes and Winston's
They were always on his plate
Gas and matches shouldn't mix
But she was showing by July
So blame the fire of 1994 that I'm
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
She covered me in sequin gowns
My teeth in Vaseline
He sank 'em in to Jennings, Jones and
Rebuilt pan-head grease
Bad seeds get sown, black sheep they roam
By fortune or mistake
Tell me, baby, do you like the way it tastes?
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
Baby sister of the brick house
To midnight lover of a man so fine
Trying to make my 'Nita proud
If you don't like it you can suck on my
Sweet fruit from the tree, Hemlock on the tongue
Raised from some roots that I can't outrun
My mama's blue ribbon, my daddy's first song
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
I'm a son of a bitch and the son of a gun
Writer: Jason Nix, Driver Williams, Kassi Ashton
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.