Kip Moore – Like Ya Stole It (Guitar)

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I remember sittin' in that shotgun seat, thinkin'

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This is bigger than me

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Ooh, yeah

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Daddy, smokin' on that cigarette, said

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"Buddy, do you wanna get your feet wet?"

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Guess I do, 'cause I was fifteen

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He said, "Two hands on the wheel

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Right boot for the gas, left boot, Bubba, let it play dead

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Stop when you see a red

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Roll the window down when you wanna let a 'Hell yeah'

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And pretty girls gonna smile at you when they see you rollin'

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And buddy, always drive safe, but live life like ya stole it"

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Well, I remember him turnin' that radio on, sayin'

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"Every memory needs a soundtrack"

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Ooh, it was Night Moves

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Every time I find a verse these days, that song comes on in my head

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Ooh, he's laughing in my psyche

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Sayin', "Two hands on the wheel

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Right boot for the gas, left boot, Bubba, let it play dead

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Stop when you see a red

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Roll the window down when you wanna let a 'Hell yeah'

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And pretty girls gonna smile at you when they see you rollin'

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And buddy, always drive safe, but live life like ya stole it"

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If you get too fast, well, I've found

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There ain't no crime for shuttin' her down

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But boy, don't you stay parked for too long

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Go on, fire it back up, put it in drive

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Go for broke, enjoy the ride

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If the good years ever go bad, come back home

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"With two hands on the wheel

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Right boot for the gas, left boot, Bubba, let it play dead

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Stop when you see a red

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Roll the window down when you wanna let a 'Hell yeah'

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Momma's gonna smile at you when she sees you rollin'

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And buddy, always drive safe, but live life like ya stole it"

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I remember sittin' in that shotgun seat, thinkin'

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This is bigger than me

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And it was