Damn Right I Do - George Birge

Japanese markings on my skin (That's the right leg) Medicinal herbs inside my lungs (In my chest, yeah) I'll be here for however long I want to (If I want) Figured I'll be done before it's done (When it's said and done) Don't pretend you miss me when it comes (Don't lie) Look me in my eyes and hold a stare (Hold my gaze now) Oh, how great it feels that we is winning (We is winning, fam) No escalators, we took the stairs (Took the stairs, yeah) Analog gyal in a digital world, damn right (Yeah) Cash replaced with numbers on a screen, yeah right (Yeah) You say that you're hot and in demand, yeah right (Yeah) Need me on the song, we can work out a fair price (True) Who are you to tell me where I can go? (Who are you?) I kiss my teeth and roll up my tobacco Never miss when I put pen to paper (No, no) Simbi never running out of ammo They could never be me Niggas know what I'm on From fuckin' Space Age days and shit From way back Soundcloud days and shit Inner city child, inner city problems We ain't have no guidebook on how to solve 'em Used to hit the clutch straight into first Now I ride automatic through the place I was birthed (True, true) Full gassed and I skeet 'round the curve (Like so) Up now, true I been through the worst (Yeah, I have) Up now, everybody want something (Why? Why?) Being here is a gift and a curse (True facts) Man ain't step, back of the line, you cannot be first (Oh yes) That's not how it works, little fuckboy, don't get on my nerves What do I believe? I tried the mosque and I tried the church (Church) Now I'm just spiritual, I had to think about what I was living for How on Earth did I speak to the masses? (How the hell?) Easiest song that I made was a classic (True story) They get fifteen minutes here and then they vanish (Then you're gone) Are you embarrassed? That shit's embarrassing

Jumped in that old-school Cadillac Packed up all my things, I won't be back The sun is setting as I hit the road Sky's the limit, no one ever knows Pourin' down, rainin' as I jump on the 59 Tips hat, baby, as she chugs down a glass of wine Moonshine rattlin' in the trunk of my 65 Backseat jumping, pulled over to have a good time INSTRUMENTAL Yeah, baby Damn right (Woo hoo, ooh) Gotta get to her, I gotta go but I'm all empty Pull out a cradle of moonshine and sit it on concrete Pour about six in the tank and a gallon of whiskey Turn the ignition, it crank and I'm runnin' on gasoline As it was pourin' down, rainin' thought I was stuck on the 59 Tips hat, smiling as I think about the good old times Moonshine rattlin' in the trunk of my 65 Laid two stripes on the ground, nothin' could steal my shine Yeah, baby Damn right (Woo hoo, ooh) Woo hoo (Woo hoo, ooh) INSTRUMENTAL Woo hoo (Woo hoo, ooh) INSTRUMENTAL Pourin' down, rainin' as I jump on the 59 Tips hat, smiling as she chugs down the glass of wine Moonshine rattlin' in the trunk of my 65 Backseat jumping, pull over to have a good time

You add a little whiskey, then you add a little more Tip the bartender, so she's heavy on the pour Add a couple cold rocks, then you rock the dance floor 'Til your achy breaky heart ain't breakin' no more Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Bubba shot the jukebox, so fire up the band Howlin' David Lee Murphy with a drink in each hand Won't be Brooks and Dunn when they shut down the bar We'll be country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Yeah, I'm the life of the party, the real deal McCoy A country gold singin' old school cowboy If I'm too hung over to show up for work I'll just flip that boss man this here Tracy Byrd (come on, Neal) Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Hot damn, I'm about to unwind (woo) Get these two left feet in a George Strait line (that's right) Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink (I know 'bout that) All you gotta do is just give me that drink Not another one Yes, sir Ain't no way I can do it, man Oh, Neal, go 'head Show 'em how it's done, cowboy All you gotta do is just give me that wink

Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions They just come here to wind it down They're the type that'll wait for the right one They don't care how long it takes to find one There ain't many like them left around You get them go talks on them barstools, get em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make a quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' They ride in without direction Know who they are, no second guessin' And now you've got 'em all thinkin' twice Over the music, you can hear 'em whisper "I don't know who she is, but I gotta get her" Whatever you're doin' you're doin it right You get them go talks on them barstools, get 'em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions You get go talks on them barstools, get em' tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl, you get them cowboys talkin'