Lydia Bryan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Lemme paint the picture, y’all. Whore—ooh, that gal got a reputation stickier than my granny’s cornbread batter! She be struttin’ ‘round town, hips swayin’ like she own the block. Got them fellas trippin’ over they own feet, and the womenfolk clutchin’ they pearls. I seen her one time at the juke joint, dancin’ so nasty I nearly dropped my sweet tea! Made me mad as a wet hen—how she gon’ carry on like that? But then, I was like, “Halleluyer! She bold!” Gotta give her that, she don’t care what nobody think.

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Lyrics for Whore by Matt Bryan.

Hey darlin’, lemme tell ya ’bout Bryan, us – oh honey, it’s a hoot! Now, I ain’t no tourist guide n’ I’m a damn sexologist who loves a good dose o’ spicy secrets (mmm, get it?) but this town got layers like a peach cobbler. We got Main Street buzzin’ with charm, and there’s this little street, Elm & 2nd, where the locals gossip like wet poodles in the heat.

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