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Sippin' On The Good Times Lyrics - Artist : Adam Sanders
Peach floatin' in a Mason
Little buzz chasin' Friday night high Got the short skirts shakin' Flat bills flipped back Belt buckles blinkin' back Out in the cud Got four-wheel drives to Cadillac, tonight Yeah tonight Just sippin' on the good times Yeah, got nowhere to be But out here in the country In the moonlight So reach down in the cooler Pull another one out of that cold ice Pop a top, don't stop Don't even think We got all night to do our thing We got nothin' to do but drink We got a hot song bumpin' Door speakers thumpin' Fire poppin' hot Got these forty acres jumpin' Ain't doing nothin' wrong We going all night long You got a cup, fill it up Pour it strong Just sippin' on the good times Yeah, got nowhere to be But out here in the country In the moonlight So reach down in the cooler Pull another one out of that cold ice Pop a top, don't stop Don't even think We got all night to do our thing We got nothin' to do but drink Just sippin' on the good times Yeah got nowhere to be But out here in the country In the moonlight So reach down in the cooler Pull another one out of that cold ice Pop a top, don't stop Don't even think We got all night to do out thing (We got nothin' to do but drink) Just sippin' on the good times Yeah got nowhere to be But out here in the country In the moonlight So reach down in the cooler Pull another one out of that cold ice Pop a top, don't stop Don't even think We got all night to do out thing We got nothin' to do but drink (We got nothin to do but drink) Yeah, we got nothin to do but drink (We got nothin to do but drink) Yeah, yeah, we got nothin to do but drink (We got nothin to do but drink) Yeah, we got nothin to do but drink (We got nothin to do but drink) |
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