Mississippi Girl ft. The WOLFMAN.

Modern Country, Melodic Death Metal, Electronic Dance Pop, djent

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She can't find a thing to wear
Keeps a towel on while she’s straightens her hair
I don't care if she's wasting time
As long as it takes, I know she'll look so fine, So fine!
Clothes thrown all over the floor
Staring at the clock above the bedroom door
Yeah, we’re gonna be a late
But that’s just the start of our first date

Mmm, yeah, you know what I think?
She’s my kinda style (Kinda style)
Kinda style, yeah!

Brush the dust off on them boots
Fix that dress so I can... Oooooo!
Scoot!... you... on the hood of my truck
With a little luck we might see some planes fly high above
Let's just lay here a while
Girl, you're my kinda style

I’ve seen her shine in the red dirt clay
A Mississippi girl on a hot summer day
With the dust on her boots and the reins in her hand
She’s the prettiest thing in the southern land
But she can flip that switch, turn the heat way up
Trade the horseback ride for a solo cup
Simply southern, laying in the hot sun girl
From the sand to the pines, she’s my whole world
Yeah, I’d recognize that smile
From a country mile

Mmm, yeah, you know what I think?
She’s my kinda style (Kinda style)
Kinda style, yeah!

I would wait all day just to spend one second with you (Ohh yeah!)
Take all the time you need, 'cause baby, I ain't leaving this room
Yeah, I'm waiting on you!

Mmm, yeah, you know what I think?
She’s my kinda style...
(Kinda style, yeah!)

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© [2026] [Chase Stringfield/ C-String] [Cody Stringfield / The WOLFMAN. ] All Rights Reserved. She can't find a thing to wear Keeps a towel on while she’s straightens her hair I don't care if she's wasting time As long as it takes, I know she'll look so fine, So fine! Clothes thrown all over the floor Staring at the clock above the bedroom door Yeah, we’re gonna be a late But that’s just the start of our first date Mmm, yeah, you know what I think? She’s my kinda style (Kinda style) Kinda style, yeah! Brush the dust off on them boots Fix that dress so I can... Oooooo! Scoot!... you... on the hood of my truck With a little luck we might see some planes fly high above Let's just lay here a while Girl, you're my kinda style I’ve seen her shine in the red dirt clay A Mississippi girl on a hot summer day With the dust on her boots and the reins in her hand She’s the prettiest thing in the southern land But she can flip that switch, turn the heat way up Trade the horseback ride for a solo cup Simply southern, laying in the hot sun girl From the sand to the pines, she’s my whole world Yeah, I’d recognize that smile From a country mile Mmm, yeah, you know what I think? She’s my kinda style (Kinda style) Kinda style, yeah! Brush the dust off on them boots Fix that dress so I can... Oooooo! Scoot!... you... on the hood of my truck With a little luck we might see some planes fly high above Let's just lay here a while Girl, you're my kinda style I would wait all day just to spend one second with you (Ohh yeah!) Take all the time you need, 'cause baby, I ain't leaving this room Yeah, I'm waiting on you! Mmm, yeah, you know what I think? She’s my kinda style... (Kinda style, yeah!) Brush the dust off on them boots Fix that dress so I can... Oooooo! Scoot!... you... on the hood of my truck With a little luck we might see some planes fly high above Let's just lay here a while Girl, you're my kinda style (Kinda style...) Yeah, you’re my kinda style.

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