Cail Hampton - Sippin'

Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight
Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight

Rowdy in the sticks of the L.B.C drinkin on the weekend B.Y.O.B
The fire aint the only thang blazin neither
Some of that homegrown buzz ya like my stereo speakers
All of my kinfolk even my nana an nem passin the jar like the
Collection plate at NEW ELAM you know the dealio
100 proof is what we on and we aint gonna stop until
The police or the morning comes
Somebody testify if youre feelin damn good
Say it loud so that it is understood
We aint the rowdiest but it aint even passed 9
Somebody pass me that jar

Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight
Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight

Whip out my six string and I play an old song
Like folsom prison and im probably gonna play it wrong
That's ok though ill blame it on the alcohol
Now that my music hittin I wanna celebrate with all yall
We sippin shine to hell with drankin that beer
Kickin it with the kings sippin that clear round here
We aint the rowdiest but it aint even passed 9
Somebody pass me that jar

Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight
Sippin on shine blowin on smoke livin life right chillin with my folks
Kickin up dust getting side ways country folks like us we gone be straight

Written by:
Cail Huggins

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