I
hate that ass class man that you're so damn proud of
You hate my truck cause you can't climb out of it
And I'll admit it girl I said it in a minute
Yeah I loved you for a minute but we damn so different
It's been a week since you went and hit the highway
And made it clear that I oughta have it my way
But my way looks a whole lot better
with just my truck in the driveway
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high
rise view that you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some
dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think that
I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
Well I hope that's true
You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash
I was high but I guess I wasn't high class
Enough to show up with you on your arm
We were never gonna be two kids on the farm
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high
rise view that you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some
dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think that
I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
Well I hope that's true
I can see you're bitter and wishin' things woulda gone different
But that don't sound nothin' like me at all,
honey,
who the hell am I kiddin'?
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high
rise view that you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some
dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think that
I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
Well I hope that's true Yeah,
I hope that's true
Ooh,
I hope that's true Yeah,
I hope that's true