New swimsuits!!

when i'm sipping that gin bean i tend to get destructive

hell i reckon y'all i'm coming like a wreck

i'm all about the nobody but the economist

what if i love her

what if i give my all

what about

what about

will she catch me when i fall

yes i'm girl

god bless the girls

with your moves

yeah

cool as a bruise

still on its tattoos

yeah she's spread wide and loose

sunshine

good times

tied up

i'm an outlaw

i'm an outlaw

give me two shots

we don't need a radio

bring the jukebox

for my outlaws

bring me three shots

we can raise hell before this beat stops

then she'd be right to hold her

i know a god fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty

and keep it real with you even if the truth might hurt you

hold you down when them hard times come

and she never let you down

i'm riding this ride day and night

grab the bus

and the Budweiser

meet me in the pasture back in the pines

me in the spot that the cops can't find

turn up the jaws

turn up the jaw

fire up the smoke

grab that old guitar

we're just some good old boys and girls

about to get wild

it's going downfield

or it's down

in the fields