42 lyrics for "Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip"

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle
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Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin yow. Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now. Sippin' Hennesy an we'll be bubblin yow. Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow. So when you see the S.P. floatin' don't provoke him Cause the girls we be poking
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Buying happy from shopping carts Nothing but time to kill Sipping life from bottles Tight skin, bodyguards Gucci down the boulevard Cocaine, dollar bills My happy little pill Take me away
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We can share if you want to I ain't giving you an attitude but I can tell you're in a bad mood And just a little bit will have you feeling just right So dude we can share if you want to So buddy won't you take a sip and help us finish it tonight? Well me
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How bout it baby (Let me show you what's up, Show you backwoods crazy) Yeah you make me (wanna take you for a ride And then just maybe) We can sip on the wine Rock and Roll all night Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
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No they can't take that away from me There are many, many crazy things That will keep me loving you And with your permission May I list a few The way you wear your hat The way you sip your tea The memory of all that The way your smile just beams
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I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle
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Say ah, say ah, say ah, say ah I'm thinking why not, baby, why not? 'Cause I believe we can fly now Yeah babe, we can fly now So we can kiss the sky Oh, take a sip, take a sip now Take it down, take it down now Oh, do your dance, do your dance now Sing
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Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this
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