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

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