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letra de spinnin' my wheels - emily elkins

[intro: emily elkins]
hey (hey, hey, hey)

[chorus: emily elkins]
i spent too many years spinnin’ my wheels
going nowhere, stuck in these hills
if ever was a time to get what’s mine
these roots run deep but these wings can fly
hey

[verse 1: emily elkins]
yeah
weekend spent down old firebrick
with the four-wheel drives and the two-stroke b-tch
got bud on ice and bud rolled tight
so you best believe we’ll have a real good time
get that sh-t geared way down low
we’ll run these hills, we ain’t rockin’ it slow
real quick, raised on fire
gasoline, and a burning desire

[bridge: emily elkins]
small town breeze, yeah you know my name
but i ain’t gonna stop ’til the road gets paint
don’t know the word quit and tappin’ brakes
yeah, got it runnin’ in my veins

[chorus: emily elkins]
spent too many years spinnin’ my wheels
going nowhere, stuck in these hills
if ever was a time to get what’s mine
these roots run deep but these wings can fly

[verse 2: aaron keese]
keese
no more spinnin’ these wheels, b-tch i’m a four low
tryna come and stop me from the top, that’s a no go
i don’t mind gettin’ dirty on my way there
even if it means that i had to f-ckin’ cutthroat
motherf-ckers talk like i ain’t really ’bout this
sh-t bubba when you ready just say when
i’m your huckleberry if you ever want the smoke
b-tch, i already carved your name on a tombstone
i’m up next hear ’em callin’ my name
but i ain’t tryna get all that money and fame
i just want the recognition that comes with bein’ great
i’ma eat without anybody makin’ my plate
so step back b-tch i ain’t eatin’ in months
i’ma f-ckin’ wolf and i’m about to plunge
my t–th into the game like it is lunch
f-ck all you vultures, i ain’t leavin’ crumbs

[chorus: emily elkins]
spent too many years spinnin’ my wheels
going nowhere, stuck in these hills
if ever was a time to get what’s mine
these roots run deep but these wings can fly
i spent too many years spinnin’ my wheels
going nowhere, stuck in these hills
if ever was a time to get what’s mine
these roots run deep but these wings can fly
i spent too many years spinnin’ my wheels
going nowhere, stuck in these hills
if ever was a time to get what’s mine
these roots run deep but these wings can fly

- emily elkins

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