More Girls Like You - Kip Moore

Well, I’ve been living like a wild old mustang

Out in Montana fields

Might’ve earned me a bad reputation

But never stopped these wheels

From going and rolling too far

Running and gunning a little too hard

So unreigned, so untamed, yeah

So God made girls like you make guys like me

Wanna reach for the brightest star, set it on a ring

Put it on your hand, grab a piece of land

And raise a few

More girls like you

Your soul is pure golden

Must’ve been true love you were grown in

Sent the sun rays to a dark place

On the same day, yeah, God made

Girls like you make guys like me

Wanna reach for the brightest star, set it on a ring

Put it on your hand, grab a piece of land

And raise a few

More girls like you…

It’s been a while since I stopped and prayed

But Lord have mercy look at her

He sure didn’t make no mistake when he put that angel on Earth

Yeah, God made

Girls like you make guys like me

Wanna reach for the brightest star, set it on a ring

Put it on your hand, grab a piece of land

And raise a few

Yeah

More girls like you

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More girls like you

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More girls like you

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More girls like you

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