She’s Fine

Album cover art for "She’s Fine" by Jerrod Niemann & Colt Ford

Jerrod Niemann & Colt Ford - Rap, Country

She’s Fine

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[Intro: Colt Ford] They don't grow 'em like that in the city Nah, nah, you can't buy that kinda pretty [Verse 1: Jerrod Niemann] When she walks in chins drop like hammers She's a hot mamma jamma from her head to her toes She's that kinda moment, makes you wish you had a camera Catch a glimpse of her glamour, eyes follow where she goes [Chorus: Jerrod Niemann] She's fine and she lets it show She's fine and everybody knows She's fine, truth be told She's finally mine to hold They don't grow 'em like that in the city [Verse 2: Jerrod Niemann] She talks that kinda talk that causes a commotion Puts your mind in motion, make the room spin around When doors lock and the party gets goin' Her body is a potion I can't put down [Chorus] [Verse 3: Colt Ford] Well, I gotta say baby I want you Tongue tied, no lie, now don't you Take me as playing, I'm saying I gotta be in your world You make me feel like dancing All night moonlight romancing No fear girl, take this chance and Let go and let love lead I got to get us together Maybe you could be mine forever Never know, might be this moment I'm in a haze and you're the wanted I'm looking for something like you Ain't never seen nothing like you You're like a country goddess I've seen hot but you're the hottest [Bridge] Nah, you can't buy that kinda pretty [Chorus] [Outro: Colt Ford] You can't buy that kinda pretty You can't buy something God given pretty Whatever it costs, I just gotta make her mine Sell my soul to the Reaper if I could keep her Man, she's fine

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Credits

Writers
  • Colt Ford
  • Jerrod Niemann
  • Lance Miller