Stereotype Lyrics – Cole Swindell

Stereotype Lyrics – Cole Swindell: Presenting the lyrics of the song “Stereotype” sung by Cole Swindell.

Stereotype Lyrics – Cole Swindell

At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt
Road driveway (Road driveway)
Diet Coke can rollin’ ’round in her Camry
Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married
If you look up a “Country girl” in the dictionary
You’d see her face

Just when you think you got her figured out
That’s when you learn you don’t know nothin’ ’bout
When she goes

Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
[?] down 55
That’s my little rock ‘n’ roll right there
Crank ’til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, “Don’t be a girl, boy, let’s take another shot”
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole ‘nother side
She’s the “Oh no, there she goes” turning up my stereo…type

Mama knows her heart but don’t know about her tattoos
Her and Casamigos put together, equal bad news
She can stop you all from turning just by looking at you
And now I’m a lucky SOB when she says to me

Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
[?] down 55
That’s my little rock ‘n’ roll right there
Crank ’til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, “Don’t be a girl, boy, let’s take another shot”
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole ‘nother side
She’s the “Oh no, there she goes” turning up my stereo…type

(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereo…type
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)

Yeah, she’s unpredictable, anything but typical
She’s so original, so damn original
And she’s all mine, she’s everything I need
Yeah, she keeps me living on the edge of my seat

Saying
Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
[?] down 55
That’s my little rock ‘n’ roll right there
Crank ’til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, “Don’t be a girl, boy, let’s take another shot”
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole ‘nother side
She’s the “Oh no, there she goes” turning up my stereo…type

(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereo…
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
She’s the “Oh no, there she goes” turning up my stereo…type

At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania down
She’s the “Oh no, there she goes” turning up my stereo…type

Cole Swindell – Stereotype Song Details

Song: Stereotype
Singer: Cole Swindell