Son Of A Gun

Lyrics

[Verse 1] He came in hot on two wheels but She'd beat him to the gate Bat shit blondes and Winston's They were always on his plate [Pre-Chorus] Gas and matches shouldn't mix But she was showing by July So blame the fire of 1994 that I'm [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] She covered me in sequin gowns My teeth in Vaseline He sank 'em in to Jennings Jones and Rebuilt pan-head grease [Pre-Chorus] Bad seeds get sown, black sheep they roam By fortune or mistakе Tell me baby do you like thе way it tastes? [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] Baby sister of a brick house Midnight lover of a man so fine Trying to make my 'Nita proud If you don't like it you can suck on my [Chorus] 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