Nothin' to Do but Drink

Peach floatin' in a Mason
Little buzz chasin'
Friday night high got the short skirts shakin'
Flat bills flipped back, belts buckles blinkin' back
out in the cud got four-wheel drives to Cadillacs
tonight, ight, ya tonight
Just sippin' on the good times, ya got no where to be but out here in the country
in the moonlight, so reach down in the cooler, pull another one out of that cold ice
pop a top, don't stop
No, dont even think
We got all night to do our thing, we got nothin' to do but drink
We got a hot song bumpin'
Door speakers thumpin'
Fire poppin' hot
Got there forty acres jumpin'
Ain't doin nothin wrong
We goin all night long, you got a cup fill it up strong,
Just sippin' on the good times
yeah, got no where to be
but out here in the country, in the moonlight,
So reach down in the cooler, pull another one outta that cold ice
Pop a top, dont stop
Dont even think, we got all night to do our thing
We got nothin to do but drink
Music
Just sippin' on the good times
yeah, got no where to be
but out here in the country, in the moonlight,
So reach down in the cooler, pull another one outta that cold ice
Pop a top, dont stop
Dont even think, we got all night to do our thing
(We got nothin to do but drink)
Just sippin' on the good times
yeah, got no where to be
but out here in the country, in the moonlight,
So reach down in the cooler, pull another one outta that cold ice
Pop a top, dont stop
Dont even think, we got all night to do our thing
We got nothin to do but drink
Music
(We got nothin to do but drink)
Yeah, we got nothin to do but drink
(We got nothin to do but drink)
yea, yea, we got nothin to do but drink
(We got nothin to do but drink)
yeaaa, we got nothin to do but drink
(We got nothin to do but drink)
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Writer(s): Jaron Boyer, Adam Sanders, Matt Bronleewe
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