Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Couple more, then I had a couple more
Now I'm out here huntin, searchin, lookin' for the dance floor
And my boots slappin, toes tappin, even got the sway
Didn't need another beer shit but I drank one anyway
Pretty girl and she got freckles on her face
She said she liked my moves, told me that her name was May
Now I'm honky tonk, swirlin' yeah, I'm spinnin' her around
The bar was lookin' thirsty so I order another round, damn
Yeah, and she lookin' at the forces, and she lookin' at the long jeans
And she said I'm from the city, so I grab some scissors and
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Pass another drink, watch me do my thing
Somethin' smells like shit, it could be my stanky leg
Steezy got the range, Milly's in the bank
Gas up in the tank, driftin' in the rain
And I'm f*ckin' with her twang, shoutin' out my name
Song is almost over, but she wanted it again yeah
Legs are lookin' great, her boot game is insane
All up to her knees and they covered in some suede, yeah
And she's still complaining I'm from the city
Yeah but whatever, I'm wearing long jeans
I got some scissors and you get the point, yeah
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Bo Steezy - Cut My Jeans Lyrics
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Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Couple more, then I had a couple more
Now I'm out here huntin, searchin, lookin' for the dance floor
And my boots slappin, toes tappin, even got the sway
Didn't need another beer shit but I drank one anyway
Pretty girl and she got freckles on her face
She said she liked my moves, told me that her name was May
Now I'm honky tonk, swirlin' yeah, I'm spinnin' her around
The bar was lookin' thirsty so I order another round, damn
Yeah, and she lookin' at the forces, and she lookin' at the long jeans
And she said I'm from the city, so I grab some scissors and
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Pass another drink, watch me do my thing
Somethin' smells like shit, it could be my stanky leg
Steezy got the range, Milly's in the bank
Gas up in the tank, driftin' in the rain
And I'm f*ckin' with her twang, shoutin' out my name
Song is almost over, but she wanted it again yeah
Legs are lookin' great, her boot game is insane
All up to her knees and they covered in some suede, yeah
And she's still complaining I'm from the city
Yeah but whatever, I'm wearing long jeans
I got some scissors and you get the point, yeah
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Couple more, then I had a couple more
Now I'm out here huntin, searchin, lookin' for the dance floor
And my boots slappin, toes tappin, even got the sway
Didn't need another beer shit but I drank one anyway
Pretty girl and she got freckles on her face
She said she liked my moves, told me that her name was May
Now I'm honky tonk, swirlin' yeah, I'm spinnin' her around
The bar was lookin' thirsty so I order another round, damn
Yeah, and she lookin' at the forces, and she lookin' at the long jeans
And she said I'm from the city, so I grab some scissors and
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Pass another drink, watch me do my thing
Somethin' smells like shit, it could be my stanky leg
Steezy got the range, Milly's in the bank
Gas up in the tank, driftin' in the rain
And I'm f*ckin' with her twang, shoutin' out my name
Song is almost over, but she wanted it again yeah
Legs are lookin' great, her boot game is insane
All up to her knees and they covered in some suede, yeah
And she's still complaining I'm from the city
Yeah but whatever, I'm wearing long jeans
I got some scissors and you get the point, yeah
Cut my jeans and I ain't got no remorse
Cause now I'm lookin' steez, new white tee, now with some jorts
And I think I broke a couple laws, I'll wear the fit to court
She feelin' on me while I'm feelin' on her torso
Come on saddle up the horse
You can cut my hands off, but just know the beer still pours
And this drink taste kinda fruity, I don't want it anymore
I wash it down with beer and then I have a couple more (Yessir)
Writer: Benjamin Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid