Cutie Pie

She's a little cutie pie
She done went and broke my heart

She's a little cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start

Cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start

I need a doctor, maybe a copper
Someone that could stop her
Oh no, she's getting away
I'd do anything for her
I'd tat her name on my face

Aw hell, aw hell naw

Baby, woah now
Baby, slow down
You ain't gotta show out

Bang bang and she's gone
Left me sitting on my ass
Ain't even have my shit drawn

But she was my wifey
Like every chicken biscuit I get
She was spicy
But, brother, believe me
When I tell you she's still sweeter
Than my grandmama's sweet tea

She's a little cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start

She's a little cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start

Damn, I'm so heart broke
I'm doing 95 doing down a back road
Thinking of you and me
And what we used to be
Now I'm just a country trapper

I just picked up the gas
I need another trash bag
I smell it in the back, yeah
It's smelling like a skunk
Go 'head and pop the trunk
I'mma go and roll me some

Yeah, I'mma get so high
Roll up my heartache and smoke it goodbye
Cause I don't wanna feel no pain
Naw, girl you were my everything

She's a little cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start

Cutie pie, hella fine, little apple of my eye
Purty lips, heaven sent, I ain't lying' she's a ten
She done went and stole my heart
Wrecked that thing just like a car
Now I can't even get this thing to start



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Writer(s): Kylan Rodgers
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