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What do you do when you got ain't nothing To do? You put on that smell, get tucked Them jeans down in them boots. Ay, you hit the drive-thru, you get the number Five. You hit the corn field up in that Four-drive. Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti. Everybody circled up out in a Ford or Chevy. Talkin' Bud Light or heavy, crackin' Hank or Petty. The good times just ain't ready. 'Til you put it on ice, put it on Ice, put it on ice and drink it down. Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jar And pass it 'round. 'Til we ridin' white lightning. That's when everybody vibin'. Put on ice, put it on ice, put it On ice and fill your cup. Feel this feelin', catch that feelin', to the Ceilin', raise 'em up. We gettin' lit up like a downtown light. Yeah, we heatin' up the night when we put It on ice. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Uh, yo. What do you do when you get Through that nine to five? Sick of backin' up tractors, stackin' hay bales to The sky, yeah. You hit the NAPA, You lay the cash down. You got a twenty-four layin' in the back now. Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti. Everybody circle up out in a Ford or Chevy. Talkin' Bud Light or heavy, crackin' Hank or Petty. The good times just ain't ready. 'Til you put on ice, put it on ice And drink it down. Grab your girl, tip your Hat, grab that jar and pass it 'round. 'Til we ridin' white lightning. That's when everybody vibin'. Put it on ice, put on ice, put it On ice and fill your cup. Feel this feelin', catch that feelin', to the Ceilin', raise 'em up. We gettin' lit up like a downtown light. Yeah, we heatin' up the night when we put It on ice. Yeah. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Oh, yeah. Can't you feel it gettin' louder now, louder now? Go and pour yourself another round, 'nother round. Can't you feel it gettin' louder now, louder now? If you see it gettin' watered down. Put it on ice, put it on ice, put It on ice and drink it down. Let's go. Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab That jar and pass it 'round. 'Til we ridin' white lightning. 'Til ridin' white lightning. That's when everybody vibin'. We vibin'. Put it on ice, put it on Ice, put it on ice and fill your cup. Feel this feelin', catch that feelin', to the Ceilin', raise 'em up. We gettin' lit up like a downtown light. Yeah, we heatin' up the night when we put It on ice. Oh. You put it on ice. Ooh, Ooh, ooh.
Thomas Rhett, HARDY — Put It On Ice
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