What do you do when you got ain't nothing to do?You put on my smell good, tuck them jeans down in them boots, ayYou hit the drive through, you get the number fiveYou hit the cornfield up in them four-wheel driveGirls bring the pretty, boys bring the YetiEverybody's circled up in a Ford or ChevyTalking Bud Light or heavyCranking Hank or PettyThe good times just ain't ready'Til you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd drink it downGrab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jarAnd pass it 'round'Til we riding white lightning, that's when everybody vibingPut it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd fill your cup'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceilingRaise 'em upWe getting lit up like a downtown lightYeah, we heating up the night when we put it on iceUh, yo, what do you do when you get through that 9-to-5 sick?Backing up tractors stacking hay bales to the sky, yeahYou hit the Mapco, you lay the cash downYou got a 24 laying in the back nowGirls bring the pretty, boys bring the YetiEverybody's circled up in a Ford or ChevyTalking Bud Light or heavyCranking Hank or PettyThe good times just ain't ready'Til you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd drink it downGrab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jarAnd pass it 'round'Til we riding white lightning, that's when everybody vibingPut it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd fill your cup'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceilingRaise 'em upWe getting lit up like a downtown lightYeah, we heating up the night when we put it on ice (yeah)Ooh-oohOh-oh, yeahCan't you feel it getting louder now, louder now?Go and pour yourself another round, another roundCan't you feel it getting louder now, louder now?If you see it getting watered downPut it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd drink it down (let's go)Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jarAnd pass it 'round'Til we riding white lightning (until we riding white lightning), that's when everybody vibing (we vibing)Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on iceAnd fill your cup'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceilingRaise 'em up (raise 'em up)We getting lit up like a downtown lightYeah, we heating up the night when we put it on iceOh-oh, you put it on iceOoh-ooh
Thomas Rhett Akins, Jr. (Valdosta, Georgia; 30 de marzo de 1990), más conocido por su nombre artístico Thomas Rhett, es un cantante y compositor de country pop estadounidense. Es el hijo del también cantante y compositor de música country, Rhett Akins. Thomas…
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