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 let your Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don't you throw that shade on me

I've been drinkin' down your pain

Gonna turn that whiskey into rain Wash it away

Wash it away

Wash it away boy

Let's go I've been on my knees, but you're so hard, 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 without a tool

I know honey you're a pro

But baby I don't need your cash

Mama got it all in hand now Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don't you throw that shade on me

I've been drinkin' down your pain

Gonna turn that whiskey into rain Wash it away

Wash it away boy

Wash it away now Gimme 8, gimme 7, gimme 6

Gimme 5, gimme 4, gimme 3 I I I' am a M I L F don' you forget

M I L F don' you forget

M I L F don' you forget Baby I don't need your cash

So baby maybe I let your Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don't you throw that shade on me

I've been drinkin' down your pain

Gonna turn that whiskey into rain Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don't you throw that shade on me

I've been drinkin' down your pain

Gonna turn that whiskey love into rain

Gonna turn your whiskey boy into rain Wash it away

Wash you away boy

Wash you down, big wheel