I'm just trying to make these girls all smile(all smile). Then I'll take'em to a level they might've never been before, We goin' hit the door. And then hit the floor, you'll get hit below. I got somebody I want you to get ta know. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4,

It's a long way down Point of no return and now It's just too late to turn around I try to forgive you We built it up so high and now I'm fallin' We've been in fire Went down in the flames We sailed the ocean And drowned in the waves

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

Let me down I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just To you, that money My dreams, come true My life, in diamonds I ain't tellin' no lies, I just 5, 4, 3-2, let's talk, I got

You're a single mom with three kids and just as many jobs Your candle burns at both ends but you can't make it stop Your a farmer on a John Deer honest work for little pay Now throw that thing in park it's time to play Like it's midnight in Vegas Mardi

Hey don't wait for me there Just find your own way 'Cause I'll be there soon enough All perched alone he sits there broken An eldered man with storm clouds setting in his eyes He counts the sands of time remembering day's gone by It seemed like yesterday

Either way we need to be happy Tell me, is this thing on? How do we keep it true? How do I keep you real to me, into me? Without it faking it, too What do we have to try? When everything is too loose 'Cause it always is just me and you That's the hardest

Cold wind blowing over your private parts I know a lack you've got and it makes a strong case for art billboard breasts, they Don't have a face, I know that fact you've got, no girl could ever trace lionized, smoking just a little too violently I know