Brantley Gilbert - My Baby s Guns N Roses lyrics

You got your hair down I got this top back Kissin' on my neck Girl you gotta stop that Do you want that fast lane? Do you want that back seat? Girl you gotta pick one You cant expect me To keep my hands to myself She ain't into wine and dinin She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now Ridin 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turning this town in Paradise City Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it My baby's Guns N' Roses She's got a wild side That troubles in her blood Thinks I'm an outlaw That's double trouble son She likes to rock hard She likes to kiss soft Hot as a barrel on a 12 gauge sawed off Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed She ain't into wine and dinin' She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this town in Paradise City Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it My baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses Ya she's dancin' with the devil In the cold November rain When she's knockin' on heavens door, son You bet God'll call her name She ain't into wine and dinin' She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', man Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this town in Paradise City Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it My baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's