KC COUNTRY

This one right here is uh This is for everybody man City, country, suburbs I don't even know if thats the some thing or what not but here it go Clap your hands and stomp your damn feet Do your dance to every damn beat Party all night with no sleep If you're from the streets or country girl God damn you making me hot God damn you making me hot girl God damn you making me hot God damn you making me Move real smooth that boy he got groove Im a fool like tools I'll knock your screw loose This black belt shit We kick it like Bruce Bud light platinum, I sip it like juice God damn you making me hot I crush this beat just like a can, pop Young guns wont stop Thats right, I cant stop Have fun get drunk say f*ck the damn cops, look Now I done seen a pretty fine little thing over there across the uh Bar there staring Over yonder And she made me wonder She did But all I could say was God damn you, you making me hot Cowboy boots, the vans i don't care Got a drink in my hand, I light me a square Blue eyes thick thighs and light brown hair No lie Im high I might start to stare I said hey girl, whats your name They call MAC-MAN I'm all about the game High score buy more and then, I make it rain She insane, but thats okay Cause a one night stand only go one way As I was kicking her out the next day All I could say was god damn you making me hot God damn you making me Burning, twisting and turning All them moves don't know where you learned it No AC bitch you got me on furnace Hundred degrees You seem like you cool but you looking real heat Its nice to meet I'd like to beat Sorry I'm honest I'm just being me Seen you a mile away looking fleek Just from the look on your face you a freak God damn you making me hot God damn you making me hot girl God damn you making me hot God damn you making me hot girl God damn you making me hot- You making me motherfucking hot girl Just chill out God damn you, you making me hot