Lost My Brother In Baton Rouge

Share, like and subscribe to be notified when a new song is uploaded. I will subscribe back as a thank you as long as your account settings show me your information. Lyrics written by me, but AI generated vocals and instruments. A dark country rap song with a strong bayou atmosphere. Album available on Apple Music, Itunes, Spotify, Amazon Music ,Deezer and many more. Lyrics: Me and my brother we been through hell and back Blood on boots, bayou mud on Cadillac black Grandmere said, boys, go get some R&R Take that road to Baton Rouge, find a cheap bar We pulled in Friday, neon on 3rd, night so chaud Thought we left ghosts in swamp, in Atchafalaya fog But I see my brother eyes go wide, Lord, he froze One pretty thing walk by in denim, Lord have mercy, whoa Ah shoulda known, ah shoulda seen Dis city got a different kind of green It ain't gris-gris in jar, it ain't bone and root It's them Baton Rouge girls in them little cut-off boots I think I lost my brother in Baton Rouge He chasin that voodoo, that voodoo in them blue jeans Said he just needed rest, just a little loose Now he gone, spellbound, lost in that beauty queen I lost my brother in Baton Rouge That voodoo got him, that voodoo got him good I told him watch out for that spell, mon frère Now he lost in Baton Rouge He was supposed to be my wingman, my blood, my kin Now he posted on River Road, grinnin like sin She got cherry lips, got hips like a second line drum One wink from her, my brother dumb dumb dumb I say, frère, come on, we came to rest, not to fall He say, cher, you don't hear? She already got my call That girl got that bayou walk, that sweet tea drawl That voodoo walk, boy, that make a good man crawl She ain't do no chant, she ain't do no hex Just perfume and pretty and a little X on text I been scared to lose him once to that swamp mud fight Now I'm scared to lose him again to them Baton Rouge lights Same old story, different spell Thought we escaped, but we caught hell It ain't mojo in bottle, it ain't church bell ring It's them Baton Rouge women and the song they sing I think I lost my brother in Baton Rouge He chasin that voodoo, that voodoo in them blue jeans Said he just needed rest, just a little loose Now he gone, spellbound, lost in that beauty queen I lost my brother in Baton Rouge That voodoo got him, that voodoo got him good I told him watch out for that spell, mon frère Now he lost in Baton Rouge We came for rest... for a little peace... Two days, cheap hotel, try to let demons cease... But that voodoo... that voodoo on Main... Got long legs, dark hair, whisperin his name... Belle... ma belle... viens ici... Boy, you better run... boy, you better leave... but he won't [Verse 3 - NEW - Gritty rap, more desperate, street level] Now it's 3 AM, I'm walkin Lafayette, callin his phone dead Bars closin, girls laughin, he somewhere with that bedhead I check Red Stick, I check Pastime, I check that corner store That boy ain't answer, that boy want more and more Seen his truck parked crooked by that LSU house light He on porch swing, two cups, she in white, hold tight He look at me, eyes gone, say frère, I found my truth I say you found that same voodoo that stole your youth We came to heal, cher, we came to breathe Now you tradin your soul for a night you can't leave I LOST MY BROTHER IN BATON ROUGE! He chasin that voodoo, that voodoo in that short dress! Said he just needed rest, just needed some juice! Now he gone, spellbound, lost in that dangerous kiss! I LOST MY BROTHER IN BATON ROUGE! That voodoo got him, that voodoo got him good! If you see my brother down on 3rd, mon cher... Tell him I lost him in Baton Rouge! Frère... you hear me?... Frère? ```