Beer Never Broke My Heart - Luke Combs

Yeah, yeah Oh, baby, don't go, don't go Look, look My notepad caught many bodies Screenshots solved plenty problems Voice notes bagged plenty hotties Can't just talk to me like anybody Can't just talk to me like anybody Man, you bitches know that I'm a somebody And lil' baby bad, she got a drum body Yeah, bunch of feelings I just couldn't shake Disrespect that I just shouldn't take You just couldn't see the good in Drake Four months not a long time But you fucked somebody, you just couldn't wait You broke my heart, you broke my heart, yeah (played with my heart) (If you just believe) Yeah, I put careers on shelves like Amazon distribution center help Really hate to call lil' broski for the dirty work I'd rather do it by myself, grrah, grrah, grrah My tour route'll leave a lazy nigga dizzy Got more tracks than when a hair salon is busy Flow for days like that River Mississippi Freaky nigga like I sing with Pretty Ricky Huh? Yeah, yeah Got the adlibs from Smiggy Nails done, but my trigger finger itchy Clutchin' on a blicky, shit is gettin' tricky People love to diss me out here Every single thing, man, I'm all ears like I took the fam to Disney Guess that's one way to tell me that you miss me, yeah (don't go, don't go) You broke my heart I had my doubts about you from the start Pushed to the edge like Vert On Instagram, diggin' up dirt You wanted smoke with me first Well, this one gon'- Yeah, this one gon' hurt Down bad boys, sad boys, I been representin' since birth Yeah, I would die bad 'bout you,but I'm 'bout to have you down worse I swear you're dead to me, does Mercerdes make a hearse? Matter fact, everybody in this bitch scream out, "fuck my ex" Yeah, fuck my ex Fuck my ex (fuck my ex) Fuck my ex (fuck my ex) Fuck my ex (middle fingers up) Fuck my ex ('bout turn this bitch up) Fuck my ex Fuck my ex (I should drop a name) Fuck my ex (drop a couple names) Fuck my ex (since you want some fame) Fuck my ex (yeah, pussy niggas that you turnin' up with) Fuck my ex (in a whip, clownin' on me, yeah) Fuck my ex (fuck my ex) Fuck my ex (yeah, fuck my ex) Fuck my ex (fuck my ex) Fuck my ex (woah, woah, woah) Fuck my ex (I can't let it go) Fuck my ex (payback a bitch) It's fuck my ex (if you ain't did this shit) Fuck my ex (you would've popped off, you would've said shit) Fuck my ex (you would've posted shit, I know your ass too well) Fuck my ex (fuck my ex) Lyin' Lyin' to my face Thought you would've shown a little grace How can I expect someone who never had they own place To know they damn place? Treatin' me like I'm dumb or somethin' Like you're runnin' somethin' Like they dropped you on your head when you was one or somethin' Fuck my ex, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck my ex, yeah, right, right, right

Don't Don't give up 'Cause your crying It isn't enough Love No I'm not in love 'Cause you're not worth it You're not worth thinking of You're not worth thinking of Oh run Yeah I saw you run From the televisions From the televisions Oh Run God I saw you run Now I'll never never never never See you again I'll never see you again And cry Oh I want you to cry For what you did to me On that night 'Cause I'm scared God I'm terrified What will happen to my life To my life So don't Give up 'Cause you tried 'Cause you tried 'Cause you tried But it wasn't good enough 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart 'Cause you broke my heart

Die! Walk on stage She say she like me Plain Jane, AP Got the Bentley, 'Rari She just want a Birkin I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo (uh) Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus (uh) Hitting her in between classes (uh) Nutting all over her glasses (uh, like Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go (uh) Catch me zipping my car through traffic (uh) Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster, I go turbo She want Celine spring I want some lean, yeah I love Forgiato, must turn off from the scene (yeah) Come and geek up like Turbo (skrrt) Draco under my peacoat Money coming in real fast like Sonic Starting to think my new bitch robotic Swing the stick out the car when the opp get spotted Bringing up money, you know I got it I want her with a whole lotta body Babies, K-pins watch me ship it (yeah) Running off-stage, I dive (dive) Sitting on the mountaintop Hoping that I do not die Whatever I wear, I'm way too fly (okay) Told her chill out with that capping A pint of that matrix I'm packing it, yeah Even with these foreign girls, you know that I'm smashing 'em Propane tank of gas, no citgo Come with the bullshit, you know I'm with though Fucking on shorty 'til the morning time Hitting her real fast, she call me Turbo She say she like me Plain Jane, AP Got the Bentley, 'Rari She just want a Birkin I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo (uh) Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus (uh) Hitting her in between classes (uh) Nutting all over her glasses (uh, like Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go (uh) Catch me zipping my car through traffic (uh) Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster, I go turbo You know the Lambo' go fast They want me to slow down, but I'm back on they ass Back in that bitch and with 30, they tax Baby done went and got another one (yeah) She want a trick or a treat (a treat) Told her, "It ain't Halloween" (uh-huh) She should have the Pro Tools on when I beat I be fucking her showing my bae how to sing Come on baby, rock on my mic (uh-huh) My hoes get to hitting, I ain't stopping no fight (uh-huh) Come on with the ticket, I ain't stopping no lights (uh-huh) Speed through that bitch like I'm Turbo I got a brand new glick, we gon' see if it work though She like to come give me head on lunch breaks Sent the text, "Where you at?" Come get ate" Texted her back, dropped a pin, "Meet me here, parking deck on the third floor," Turbo I gotta need for speed, faster than a mo'fuckin' furious (yeah, bitch) Tryna see what's up with me, come die in this bitch being curious I pulled up in a wild body Benz, came out hopped in a Urus (go) Paparazzi don't know what car I'm in And these hoes want something, so I'm serious (nigga) She say she like me (she) Plain Jane, AP (AP) Got the Bentley, 'Rari (braah) She just want a Birkin (wooh, wooh, wooh) I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin (yeah) Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo (uh-huh, yeah, turn me up) Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus (uh-huh) Hitting her in between classes (uh-huh) Nutting all over her glasses (uh-huh, like Turbo, Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go (uh-huh) Catch me zipping my car through traffic (uh-huh) Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster, I go turbo (Baow!) (Yeah)

Pipe that shit up TnT DMac on the fuckin' track Yeah Yeah Yeah, ooh I got it on right now I don't see why the fuck they be tryna act like I ain't that thang When they already know how I been holdin' these Ms When they know we left opps dead soon as we see 'em Takin' it from the North to the jet From the cell to the house that's sittin' on top of the hill Come and see how I live, bitch, what? Come check it out 'fore you ready to talk I got these foreigns that's sittin' in row Whole lot of plaques that's goin' down my wall I got some shit that I'm waitin' to put on I got designer I ain't never worn I just got me some shit I'ma mix with VLONE Ain't no stealin' my drip (Ain't no stealin' my drip) Tell these niggas "Don't trip", 'cause I got it on me Ain't no sense for the lick if you ain't gonna click 'Cause you're bound to get killed if you run up on me I wasted some bummy, I got whole lotta money Keep me a fat ass real bad bitch Got a whole lotta kids I stack it up for These people be talkin' 'bout me like they know me And I got the condo, bought the Aston Martin And I never stay once, so never catch me foldin' I got tricks and techniques like I'm [?] Shawty a freak inside of the sheets She turnin' a whole Chanel in the water Look at my neck and my wrist, it's a faucet Bitch, I'm way too saucy, so I bought it Hold on, ooh, ain't never met a slime like this before Hold on, ooh, she ain't never had a nigga buy her this before Hold on, ooh, paid for a lotta shit, kept most of these close I had more than three on my hoes And I come and get jiggy (And I come and get jiggy) I get groovy on these hoes, whole lot of sticks with me All these shooters that's my bros I check out, fly shit from out her Bentley, huh? These niggas be lackin' my codes (They cray) These niggas be lackin' my hoes (They cray) Your hoe wanna stay in my home (They cray) This hoe wanna fuck in a Rolls Got heater on top of the McLaren My stylist be stuntin' me up, feel the love Don't know where it started, it got me like "Damn" Ain't no taxin' the rich, and that is including me Get 'round the bases and beat Uncle Sam You be talkin' that shit, but you know who I am [?] this bitch said whoever I down Whip out my ... and lil' shawty said "Damn" I'm richer than Richard, ain't playin' with you means See, I ran it up quickly, less stress is on me And inside one deal gotta know that it's given I got your bitch up inside where I live Helpin' me pick out clothes, I give her the business So many in that thing, and I'm pimpin', not switchin' I got these chains and I'm livin' now Come get your bitch back like bowlin' ball (Baow) I'ma start the 'Vette and the bitch all great Every come, real rockstar, nigga, sweat You can't laugh too hard, you gon' get your ass smashed (Baow) Nigga sittin' on the skyline, writin' on track Switcher from the back, then I permanent niggas red 'Cause it be the same color as my thing Hold on, ooh, ain't never met a slime like this before Hold on, ooh, she ain't never had a nigga buy her this before Hold on, ooh, paid for a lotta shit, kept most of these close I had more than three on my hoes And I come and get jiggy (And I come and get jiggy) I get groovy on these hoes, whole lot of sticks with me All these shooters that's my bros I check out, fly shit from out her Bentley, huh? These niggas be lackin' my codes (They cray) These niggas be lackin' my hoes (They cray) Your hoe wanna stay in my home (They cray) Damn, that's crazy That's crazy, bro These niggas be likin' my clothes, they be tryna steal the swag These niggas be like my hoes Damn, that's crazy, that's cray

We got London on the track I got on Balmain and she got on CC, this was playin' before Christ She be playin' games and she got it on repeat That the shit that I don't like She be comin' toxic on the 'net Tryna show her body, I'm so dumb on the Kawasaki Find her old man We gon' stretch him and take her shoppin' And she never gon' tell nobody I'm fresh, she smooth, keep me one, Cancún And you, and you know what you doin' And violate you, out my life, baby, I lose Got me motivated but you know I been G'd up When you up in the set, they need us Now they never can come back Throw that ass in, make it come back (oh, nah) Anything that you want, you can have that Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop Once I'm finally started, you know that I'm turnin' up, you know Take you out, five star, what you don't like? Do your make-up, favorite part be your highlights Feelin' you up from the back, through your side for the night Picture, no usin' no filters, no way I am not worried 'bout your nigga, okay? She know I'm official soon as she get with me She percolate, ah-ah, I get her medicated, gotta hit up my boy Diamond her neck, bracelets, I want VV the set I'm in a mink coat, keep me warm so that they the, oh-oh, oh Typhoon, she water approved (oh) Know she bettin' on me, she won't lose (oh) You do what you do and you knew And you, you knew that I'ma ride Now throw that ass in, make it come back (oh, nah) Anything that you want, you can have that Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop Once I'm finally started, you know that I'm turnin' up, you know Not expressin' myself 'cause I'm scared you gon' leave You wanna tell you the reasons for things 'Cause I know that you think a certain way and it's not what it seems Lil' shawty insurance 'cause I'm feelin' too tight And I get what you want then you bannin' my side See, my exes are addin' you later, fah Don't be sayin' what you say, got me hurtin' inside She know one thing, I'm G'd up Shawty motivatin' me, think I need her Can't a new bitch make me leave her (mm) As long as I got you, with bitches, I'm through For a fact, I won't watch you, you fuck up, that's you 'Cause you do what you do and you knew And you, you knew that I'ma ride Throw that ass in, make it come back (oh, nah) Anything that you want, you can have that Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop Once I'm finally started You know that I'm turnin' up, you know (turn up)

I-I-I wanna feel, feel, feel Wanna taste, taste, taste Wanna get you goin' I-I-I wanna lay, lay, lay Wanna string, string, string Wanna make you mine Live inside my mind You can see the shrine Got you on my walls Believe it (believe it) Baby, don't be scared Want you everywhere Catch you if you fall I mean it (I mean it) Closer I get Can you resist? It's relentless It's why I wanna feel the rush I wanna taste the crush I wanna get you goin' I wanna lay you down I wanna string you up I wanna make you mine I wanna feel the rush I wanna taste the crush I wanna feel I wanna lay you down I wanna string you up I wanna make you mine I-I-I wanna feel, feel, feel Wanna taste, taste, taste Wanna get you goin' I-I-I wanna lay, lay, lay Wanna string, string, string Wanna make you mine Make you mine (Can't you feel the rush?) (Can't you feel the rush?) (Can't you feel the rush?) Make you mine See it in my eyes How they never lie Just a little bite Are you dreamin'? (Are you dreamin'?) Now I got you up Would you look at us? Fantasy the life And I'm screamin', screamin' Closer I get Can you resist? It's relentless It's why I wanna feel the rush I wanna taste the crush I wanna get you goin' I wanna lay you down I wanna string you up I wanna make you mine I wanna feel the rush I wanna taste the crush I wanna feel I wanna lay you down I wanna string you up I wanna make you mine I-I-I wanna feel, feel, feel Wanna taste, taste, taste Wanna get you goin' I-I-I wanna lay, lay, lay Wanna string, string, string Wanna make you mine I-I-I wanna feel, feel, feel Wanna taste, taste, taste Wanna get you goin' I-I-I-I-I-I wanna string, string, string Wanna make you mine Make you mine (Can't you feel the rush?) (Can't you feel the rush?) (Can't you feel the rush?) Make you mine

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset She's going off about something that you said 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like And she'll never know your story like I do 'Cause she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me, you belong with me Walk in the streets with you in your worn-out jeans I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself "Hey, isn't this easy?" And you've got a smile that can light up this whole town I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down You say, "You're fine", I know you better than that Hey, what you doing with a girl like that? She wears high heels, I wear sneakers She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me Standing by and waiting at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me Oh, I remember you driving to my house In the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh When you know you're 'bout to cry I know your favorite songs And you tell me 'bout your dreams Think I know where you belong Think I know it's with me Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me Standing by and waiting at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me You belong with me Have you ever thought just maybe, you belong with me? You belong with me

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way