Yeah (Live)

[Intro] What are y'all doin'? Wait, wait, wait what are y'all doin'? Come on Colt you know what to do bring it [Verse] Look out, my outfit's ridiculous In the club, lookin' so conspicuous And wow, these women all on the prowl If you hold the head steady, I'ma milk the cow And forget about game, I'ma spit the truth I won't stop 'til I get 'em in they birthday suit So gimme the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes Then bend over to the front and touch your toes I left the Jag' and I took the Rolls If they ain't cuttin', then I put 'em on foot patrol How you like me now When my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand? Let's drink, we the one to please Me and Chris fill cups like double Ds [?] once more and we leaves 'em dead We want a lady in the street, but a freak in the bed, we say [Outro] Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, hey, hey this is a God dang country music show Y'all shut that stuff off, I'm sorry y'all He sees a drum machine he gets all excited [?]