POSSE: Tori

I´ve been on the other side 
Got my lips smacked now they´re dry 
Then you call me call me in 
Tou 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 your shade on me 
I´ve been drinkin´ down your pain 
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 
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 you cash 
Mama got it all in hand now 

Gimme 8
Gimme 7 
Gimme 6 
Gimme 5 Gimme 4 Gimme 3 
I. I. I am a M-I-L-don´t you forget 
M-I-L-don´t you forget 
M-I-L-don´t you forget 
Baby I don´t need your cash 
so Baby maybe I let your