Chase Rice - Beer With The Boys Lyrics
Five card, with fellas on a Friday nightOne hit, a little trip to get us feeling rightBoom boom coming hot out the tubesTalking big game like us boys do, hehThen those hazel eyes, fire outOn the eye five now I'm throwing deucesI'm gone, fellas, catch you on the flip sideThey give me hell like, "what the hell?Man you always bounce with poor excuses"But I'm out the door, hauling ass to you and ninety-fiveI ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enoughTonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own worldThe way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mineWe're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mindTangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on meBeats a beer with the boys any night of the weekGirl why you laughing? I've told this joke a thousand timesBut don't you dare stop, you know I love to hear your smileLaying you down feels so right, nothing better than you by my sideYeah then you give me hell for a smell, a high life on my breathI say, "Come on, now you knew I'd be right hereI was up a hundred bucks when you hit me with that textFolded on a full house and threw my truck in fifth gearI ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enoughTonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own worldThe way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mineWe're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mindTangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on meBeats a beer with the boys any night of the weekYeah hanging with them is a damn good timeBut it's got nothing on what, what I'm seeing tonightSo I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enoughTonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own worldThe way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mineWe're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mindTangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on meBeats a beer with the boys any night of the weekYeah, any night of the weekGirl you beat a beer with the boys any night of the week
