Big Wheel
I've been on the other side
Got my lips smacked
Now they're dry
Then you call me, call me in
You think I am your possession
You're messing with a Southern girl
But my recipe is on
With your stale bread, yeah, it's hot
But baby, I don't need your cash
So baby, maybe I'll let your
Big wheel turn my fantasy
Don't you throw your shade on me
I've been drinking down your pain
I'm gonna turn that whiskey into rain
And wash it away
Wash it away
Wash you away, boy
Let's go!
I've been on my knees
But you're so hard to please
Did you take me, take me in?
So you are a superstar
Get off the cross, we need the wood
Somehow you will rise
But with attitude
I know, honey, you're a pro
But baby, I don't need your cash
Momma got it all in hand now
Big wheel turn my fantasy
Don't you throw that shade on me
I've been drinking down your pain
I'm gonna turn that whiskey into rain
And wash it away
Wash it away, boy
Wash you away now
Give me 8
Give me 7
Give me 6
Give me 5
Give me 4
Give me 3
I-I-I am a M-I-L-F, don't you forget
M-I-L-F, don't you forget
M-I-L-F, don't you forget
Baby, I don't need your cash
So baby, maybe I'll let your
Big wheel turn my fantasy
Don't you throw that shade on me
I've been drinking down your pain
I'm gonna turn that whiskey into rain
Won't your big wheel turn my fantasy?
Don't you throw that shade on me
I've been drinking down your pain
I'm gonna turn that whiskey into rain
I'm gonna turn your whiskey, boy, into rain
And wash it away
Wash you away, boy
Wash you down
Big wheel!
