Your mama should've named you whiskey I never should've let you kiss me I'm addicted girl, such a fool Just a little taste won't hurt at all But once I get a sip, I know I'm gonna wanna drink it gone, all gone 90 proof is an understatement I get around

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with Give me a run for my money There is nobody, no one to outrun me So give me a run for my money Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, living lovely Just love me I wanna be with you If I made up my mind at work, would you

Then you can Thank Dixie You can Thank Dixie for that If you ever ate a peach From down in Georgia Or just like me Your a die-hard Earnhardt fan An if you ever had a sip Of ol' Jack Daniels Or raised your glass

Dope man got extendo Livin' room, three dracos Sellin' gas like Citgo Got a ho spot on the sixth floor I don't ever stay, just give and go Hope my girl don't ever know These niggas 12, you'd never known They got paperwork they'll never show Sippin'

Living just enough For the city Living just enough, just enough for the city A boy is born in hard time Mississippi Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty His parents give him love and affection To keep him strong moving in the right direction His

I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Gossip gossip Niggas just stop it Profit profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide So I-I am headed

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't I sip way too much drank I don't think I can think I won't try to tell lies This blunt got me too high 'Cause you and I are just friends So I won't try to pretend 'Cause you and I just friends I won't try to pretend

'Do it slow' I don't know Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi goddam But that's just the trouble The name of this tune is Mississippi goddam And I mean every word of it Can't you see it

What can I do? What can I do? To get back to your heart I'd swim the Mississippi river If you would give me another start, girl I don't want much I just wanna be a better man Give me your good luck I was singing with them Jezebels