| Y’all, I been pedal to the metal to the floor
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| Makin' that fast lane look slow
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| Gettin' it, gettin' it, rollin' with it without bitchin'
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| Like it ain’t nobody’s business at all, y’all
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| I need a pair of lawn chairs and somethin' unleaded in my tank
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| Little middle seat candy sayin', «Take me to the bank»
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| Where the water is and the work ain’t
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| Only one thing on me sweatin' and that’s my cold drink
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| Winkin' over my Wal-Mart shades at that two piece on the beach
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| Let me rub that lotion in slow motion where she can’t reach
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| Hey, about to get my A where the water is
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| I’m gonna do some sittin' with my back to the world
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| Payin' all my attention to the sky and my girl
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| Kickin' it, kickin' it back, chi-chillaxin' to the max
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| Hangin' like a disco ball, y’all
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| I be diggin' love notes with my toes up in the sand
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| Watchin' that sun steal kisses from my skin
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| Where the water is and the work ain’t
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| Only one thing on me sweatin' and that’s my cold drink
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| Winkin' over my Wal-Mart shades at that two piece on the beach
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| Let me rub that lotion in slow motion where she can’t reach
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| Hey, about to get my A where the water is
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| Where the water is
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| Now I don’t give a sugar if it’s salty or it’s fresh
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| Just gotta get, get somewhere wet
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| Where the water is and the work ain’t
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| Only one thing on me sweatin' and that’s my cold drink
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| Winkin' over my Wal-Mart shades at that two piece on the beach
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| Let me rub that lotion in slow motion where she can’t reach
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| Hey, about to get my A where the water is
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| Don’t give a sugar if it’s salty or it’s fresh
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| Where the water is
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| Just gotta get, get somewhere wet
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| Where the water is
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| Don’t give a sugar if it’s salty or it’s fresh
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| Where the water is
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| Just gotta get, get somewhere wet
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| Don’t give a sugar if it’s salty or it’s fresh
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| Just gotta get, get somewhere wet |