Break It Kind Of Guy

Album: Soul (2021)
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  • Aye
    Somebody turn me up

    I woke up feelin' dangerous, put some bullets in my gun
    Brown liquor in my coffee and I called the boss's son
    I told him to tell his daddy, I'm tired of his routine
    I'm a ramblin' and a gamblin' man and bettin' it all on me

    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly
    If it's not broke, I'm a break it kind of guy

    Hold up on rollin' up, the streets in this town
    I got a bucket full of paint left and a match to burn it down
    When it comes to raisin' hell 'bout to take y'all to school
    Ain't big on all your laws and don't care about your rules

    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly (where to fly, baby)
    If it's not broke, I'ma break it kind of guy
    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly
    If it's not broke, I'm a break it kind of guy

    Yeah, girl, I know this time of night I'm your forbidden fruit
    Before you bite this apple, you need to know the truth
    You won't like the ending so ya might not wanna start
    If ya gonna hold me tonight, girl, hang on to your heart

    'Cause I tell my eagle where to fly (where to fly)
    If it's not broke, I'm a break it kind of guy
    I tell my eagle where to fly (where to fly)
    If it's not broke, I'm a break it kind of guy

    Are you listening?
    Can you hear me?

    No, don't tell me where to put it
    I put it where I want
    Ah, don't tell me how to do it
    And don't tell me how to don't
    Don't tell me how to wing it
    I wing it how I want
    And don't tell me how to sing it
    It's my damn song, come on Jojo

    Don't tell me where to put it, no
    I put it where I want
    And don't tell me how to do it
    And don't tell me how to don't (don't tell me how)
    Don't tell me how to wing it
    I wing it how I want
    And don't tell me how to sing it
    It's my damn song

    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly (where to fly)
    If it's not broke, I'm a break it kind of guy (fly, fly, fly)
    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly
    If it's not broke, I'ma break it kind of guy
    I tell my eagle where to fly (tell it where to fly Joe)
    (Ooh fly, fly)
    Ah, don't tell me how to do it, I do it how I want (fly, fly, fly)
    And don't tell me where to put it, baby
    Gonna put it where it don't
    Yeah, I tell my eagle where to fly (fly, woo) Writer/s: Casey Beathard, Eric Church, Luke Dick
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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