Baby you can call me Baba I was, down But I'm really lit right now A couple drinks in your head You're calling me daddy instead Mommy how that dress fit tight Is it heaven between your thighs She wanna know what's my name

Bring your love baby I could bring my shame Bring the drugs baby I could bring my pain Bring the cups baby I could bring the drink Bring your body baby I could bring you fame And that's my motherfucking words too Listen ma I'll give you all I got Listen

Turn the party up Drink the good times down Little buzz in a cup Will hit ya get ya space bound Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's

Bitches and the drinks I only came for the bitches and the drinks I only came here for 2 reasons I came for (Whatchu came for?) Baby get your glass up Only came for bitches and the drinks Baby get your ass up That's what I came for Right now, right now,

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

Well, I work hard everyday Come home straight with my pay My baby either drink it up Or she threw it all away I'm gonna quit my baby If she don't stop cheatin' and lyin' Well, I would rather be alone Than to be worried out of my mind Well, I give her all

I just wanna get right down at the fire light Let my baby sing "Hold me tight "You honky tonk nighttime man" Drink away this crazy world Hold tight to a longneck-holdin' girl Won't you give it all boys, the fed-up give a damn Pour some whiskey on this

Will be yours for the taking My sweet revenge It's in the making baby Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink Choking with a link, killing with a stink Just your mother's, ho Burning up, my sweet Clementine I saw her laugh

Oh baby, you can find me. In the back of a jacked up tailgate. Sittin' 'round watchin' all these pretty things. And I'll find peace. At the bottom of a real tall cold drink. Chillin' with some Skynyrd and some old Hank. Let's get this thing started. It's

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to