"Wrong Ones" lyrics - POST MALONE

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Lift kit on a limousine
I got ten problems down in Tennessee
And I ain't got the time to fix 'em all
Skipped breakfast at Tiffany's
For a little sermon with Bethany
Now I'm sittin' at a bar on 17th, and I'm gone

[Chorus: Post Malone]
With them cold ones comin'
And that smoke fillin' up my lungs
I got fuck-you money
Girl, come on and get you some
And it's hard to walk a straight line
When they curvin' up them jeans
I'm just lookin' for the right one
But them wrong ones keep lookin' at me

[Verse 2: Tim McGraw]
Straight outta Louisian'
I'm a bad boy, real good man
Got a six-pack and a farmer's tan, top of the world (Ooh)
I can't help that they wanna glance
Ain't one that don't wanna dance
Bunch of cowboys sayin', "Please don't take the girl"

[Chorus: Tim McGraw]
Keep them cold ones comin'
And that smoke fillin' up my lungs
I got country money
Honey, come on and get you some
And it's hard to walk a straight line
The way they curvin' up them jeans
I'm just lookin' for the right one
But them wrong ones keep lookin' at me

[Outro: Post Malone]
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