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Brad

I can make anybody pretty I can make you believe any lie I can make you pick a fight With somebody twice your size Well I've been known to cause a few

I never was a straight-laced, straight-A student Teacher's pet or child prodigy I wasn't gonna get rich throwin' a football It'd take too long to get

all your roads would lead you right to me 'Cause that's where you belong Until Brad Pitt comes along 'Til Brad Pitt comes along Yeah, oh oh Until Brad

Well, I love her But I love to fish I spend all day out on this lake And Hell is all I catch But today she met me at the door Said, I would have to choose

ass and dash Un cock the mag Kill him I don't need no mask We Identify each other nigga Mac and Brad Who you know but Mac and Brad? Come through all

Too country, what's that? Is it like too Republican or too Democrat? Is it too far to the left or too far to the right? Too straight down the middle,

I remember trying not to stare the night That I first met you, you had me mesmerized And three weeks later in the front porch light Taking 45 minutes

I'm still breathing and my heart's still beating I might as well start living again And so I threw on a shirt, put on a jacket Went out to meet some friends

I called to say I'm working late tonight To cancel our dinner date But she just said that's alright And just like that she made some other plans Saw a