named Copperhead. And coolers never ran out of cold Bud Light. And I wish high school home teams never lost. And back road drinking kids never got caught. I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was
stupid, then they start to shootin'. Patron in the trunk wit the coolers of brew skis. We dogs on the hunt for thick hips and the booty Fresh dressed like a million bucks. You see me I keep cologne Red
on the East. Eat * and die, or * off atleast * pre-schoolers, * rulers. Kings and queens and gold jewelers. * wine coolers. * chickens, * ducks. Everybody in your crew sucks
. Summer bunnies drive me crazy This party is packed, word to the mother. I love it when there's three bunnies to one brother. And wine coolers is what I'm packin'. And when I get my buzz on is when I
coolers lets get you boys drinking. We pouted the drink and started getting tipsy. Then took our positions and started getting frisky. One in the front and two in the back. Had him locked up like a
' our uncles drink coolers, talkin' pound-for-pound bruisers. Over rib bones. Now I sideways tote. How did Bobby Johnson hold it?. Pull the trigger 'til the clip gone. Potato tip, no potato salad
- Bubba Sparxxx. Duddy! Haha. Uh huh, hey say, hey let the guns play. I just came with "Me, Myself, and I" like Beyonce. Let these suckers run they coffee coolers, I'm the truest. country motherfucker
