Ride Or Die Valentine

This country rap-country pop fusion opens with gentle acoustic guitar and soft keys under a tender female vocal, contrasted by a rough-edged male singer, The chorus adds layered harmonies and twangy electric guitar, Verses feature dirty rap verses over tight drums, blending grit with warmth

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[Intro]
Girl, you in them boots
Boy, you in that grin
Two hearts, one backroad
Let the trouble begin (yeah)

[Verse 1] (female vocalist)
I’m your red-lipped outlaw
Gold hoops, good God
Short shorts, tall talk
Ridin’ on your lap like a show-off
You my flannel half-open, tattoos peekin’
Hands on my thighs, country boy geekin’
Tailgate throne, I’m your February queen
Candy-heart smile with a wild streak mean

[Chorus]  (male vocalist rap)
You my ride or die Valentine
Shot of whiskey in my cherry wine
We mix sweet love with a little bit of grime
Kiss me ’til the stars fall outta line
You my ride or die Valentine
Mud on our boots, hearts on the line
Say my name low, make it dirty, make it mine
My ride or die Valentine (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2] (female vocalist rap)
You my slow drawl dirt talk, truck-seat sinner
Lip gloss smudge on my jaw at dinner
Got your nails in my neck when the lights get dim
You say, “Drive faster,” then you slide right in
I’m your six-foot troublemaker, hard-hat hands
Big belt buckle on your waistband
Cupid got a shotgun, we both got hit
Now we out back, baby, doin’ country **** (hey!)

[Bridge] (female vocalist)
He like, “Back that truck up, baby, right on me”
She like, “Hands on the wheel and my hips, we’ll see”
Breath on my neck, sweat on your spine
Ain’t a Hallmark card, this a backroad shrine
Chocolate melt
On motel sheets
Two room keys
And a heartbeat beat (uh)

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[Intro] Girl, you in them boots Boy, you in that grin Two hearts, one backroad Let the trouble begin (yeah) [Verse 1] (female vocalist) I’m your red-lipped outlaw Gold hoops, good God Short shorts, tall talk Ridin’ on your lap like a show-off You my flannel half-open, tattoos peekin’ Hands on my thighs, country boy geekin’ Tailgate throne, I’m your February queen Candy-heart smile with a wild streak mean [Chorus] (male vocalist rap) You my ride or die Valentine Shot of whiskey in my cherry wine We mix sweet love with a little bit of grime Kiss me ’til the stars fall outta line You my ride or die Valentine Mud on our boots, hearts on the line Say my name low, make it dirty, make it mine My ride or die Valentine (yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] (female vocalist rap) You my slow drawl dirt talk, truck-seat sinner Lip gloss smudge on my jaw at dinner Got your nails in my neck when the lights get dim You say, “Drive faster,” then you slide right in I’m your six-foot troublemaker, hard-hat hands Big belt buckle on your waistband Cupid got a shotgun, we both got hit Now we out back, baby, doin’ country **** (hey!) [Chorus] (male vocalist rap) You my ride or die Valentine Shot of whiskey in my cherry wine We mix sweet love with a little bit of grime Kiss me ’til the stars fall outta line You my ride or die Valentine Mud on our boots, hearts on the line Say my name low, make it dirty, make it mine My ride or die Valentine (oh, my) [Bridge] (female vocalist) He like, “Back that truck up, baby, right on me” She like, “Hands on the wheel and my hips, we’ll see” Breath on my neck, sweat on your spine Ain’t a Hallmark card, this a backroad shrine Chocolate melt On motel sheets Two room keys And a heartbeat beat (uh) [Chorus] (male vocalist rap) You my ride or die Valentine Shot of whiskey in my cherry wine We mix sweet love with a little bit of grime Kiss me ’til the stars fall outta line You my ride or die Valentine Mud on our boots, hearts on the line Say my name low, make it dirty, make it mine My ride or die Valentine (Valentine) My ride or die Valentine (ride or die)

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