Jerrod Niemann - She's Fine Lyrics
Feat. Colt FordNah, nahThey don't grow 'em like that in the cityNah, nahYou can't buy that kind of prettyWhen she walks in, chins drop like hammersShe's a hot mamma-jamma from from her head to her toesShe's the kinda moment makes you wish you had a cameraCatch a glimpse of her glamourEyes follow where she goesShe's fineShe lets it showShe's fineEverybody knowsShe's fineTruth be toldShe's finally mine to holdThey don't grow 'em like that in the cityShe talks the kind of talk that causes a commotionPuts your mind in motion, make the room spin aroundWith the windows locked, the party gets goin'Her body is a potion I can't put downShe's fineShe lets it showShe's fineEverybody knowsShe's fineTruth be toldShe's finally mine to holdThey don't grow 'em like that in the city