Tequila

(Ow) dang, 723

Southern twang with a twist (ha)
Like a jalapeño margarita (oh)
That silver label gon' hit
I won't miss you and I don't need ya
Tell that cowboy, go on, get (boy)
I be whipping in my two-seater
And if you see me down at Aldeans
Please don't come and talk to me neither

'Cause I'm on tequila (I'm on tequila)
Call me Miss Casamigas (Miss Casamigas)
I be rocking these boots, cut up Daisy Dukes
My rocks all be blinging (Money)
Been woke, Señorita
It's me and my freakas (it's me and my freakas)
We hitting the town, we burning it down
So boy, I don't need ya (ha)

'Cause I'm on tequila
I'm gone on tequila (where you goin'?)
They keep pouring tequila (okay, you cut off)
Yeah, we on tequila (uh-huh, uh-huh)

End up at the karaoke bar, I be going hard
Singing me some Gretchen Wilson, ay
Salt on the rim, we be goin' in
Putting in the repetitions
One drink, two drink, three (yeah)
Four is one more than I need
Bartender keep flirting with me
He told me the bottles are free, duh

'Cause I'm on tequila (I'm on tequila)
Call me Miss Casamigas (Miss Casamigas)
I be rocking these boots, cut up Daisy Dukes
My rocks all be blinging (Money)
Been woke, Señorita
It's me and my freakas (it's me and my freakas)
We hitting the town, we burning it down
So boy, I don't need ya (ha, ha)

'Cause I'm on tequila
I'm gone on tequila
They keep pouring tequila (okay, you cut off)
Yeah, we on tequila (uh-huh, uh-huh)
'Cause I'm on tequila
I'm gone on tequila
They keep pouring tequila (okay, you cut off)
Yeah, we on tequila (uh-huh, uh-huh) duh

Uh-huh
(Where you goin'?)
(Money)



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Writer(s): Blake Redferrin
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