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Whiskey Drinkin
Mikel Knight
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I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore
Hit the floor, make a night, came back (uh-huh)
Two-step, make a night, roll the track (okay)
Tell the knees, they don't play that back (whoa)
Hear the girls, they might like that (whoa)
It's for the cowboys (yes, sir)
Talking about them cowgirls (whoa)
Talking about them wild boys (yeah)
It's for the wild girls
Hit the ball, we all get drunk now
Now the shots up, we gonna knock them all down
Everybody get drunk 'til we fall down
Find a saddle up, shorty in the car loud
Later on, I'm probably gonna buck down
And later on, I'm probably gonna buck wild
I changed the world for my country rap, get down
Now they're calling me to catch a rap key now
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch (son of a bitch)
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore (until you can't anymore)
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore
Told y'all the next round's on me (uh-huh)
From the Jack D to the Jim Beam (uh-huh)
From the Trump to the sex on the beach (ooh)
Can we even have sex on the beach?
I'm just trying to find a skirt
I'm more country than white
I promise I'm not lying, girl
I'm poppin' like some fireworks
From the red swag to the red dirt
Sippin' wild turd until my head hurts
From the late night to the bird shirt
And when I'm through that, I put in more work
Come on, fist fight, come on, John Rich (okay)
Meet me at the bar, talk more lit (oh)
Meet me outside, get your ass kicked
Can I get better ride, I do a real beat
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch (son of a bitch)
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore (anymore)
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore
Doin' like an outlaw, drinkin' 'til you can't walk
Half the time, takin' shots, hittin' that shit's house
Y'all be fallin' right up on us, rockin' that country line
Drinkin' crowns, gettin' down, this happens all the time
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh, oh
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch (son of a bitch)
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore (anymore)
I'm a chain-smoking, whiskey drinkin' son of a bitch
If you wanna roll with us, you've got to do it like this (do it like this)
One step, two step, and now I'm on the floor
Then you pop, lock, and drop until you can't anymore
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh, oh
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