Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time. And every cotton pickin' mornin' And in the days of my December I know I will remember I wake up with Becky Morgan And to this day I never got to work on time And in the days of our December I know we'll will remember

You got it, you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back If you miss a day without your friend Your whole life's off track You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house You don't wanna have fun It's all you think about

Oh it's a shame It's a shame And now you release what you're feeling But how is this supposed to ever be the same Well you got the best of me You know it's a shame, oh Oh I tried to get to you Pushed in the end to break me through

Be cautious where you play It’s darkness in the A Be cautious where you play, there's darkness in the A Got the past whispering in my ear He flaw, she flaw, what’s wrong? I got troubles, and they won’t leave me alone That’s alright I know that but being

Let it burn Gotta let it burn When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know gotta let it go 'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to Even though this might bruise you Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you

Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart I'm missing every part Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby You're the book that I have opened And now I've got to know much more I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with

And now I see She knows exactly what she's worth to me 'Cause to me it doesn't matter In a girl who wears a dirty shirt You've got a feeling lost inside It just won't let you go Your life is sneaking up behind Is what I'm trying to say Is would you maybe

Ten toes down Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now Yeah I took a couple of L's so you know I'm on the road now Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stay ten toes down And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down

All night long, play it if this your song On the West side tryna feel the breeze On a mission tryna fuck with OHB She say she fell in love with the G in me And she loving, she loving You know I got the homies parked right outside I’m in the blood red