That's a pretty little sundress you got on And them pink flip-flops look brand new Got your toenails painted up midnight red Springtime tan on the back of your neck Girl, look at you This white V-neck that I got on Is clean as a whistle, bright as a day I got new spit shine on my old boots Starched these wranglers just for you yesterday We can stay right here and that'd be fine Oh but I got somethin' else on my mind We can get some grass stains Roll around on the fresh cut ground We ain't gotta lay a blanket down, and I know a place Right over the creek, and through the pines We can get a little green where the sun don't shine In the middle of the day, girl, what do you say We get some grass stains Come on, baby, now don't be shy You're the prettiest thing that I've ever seen But we can keep this midday rendezvous Just between me and you and the washing machine If you know what I mean We can get some grass stains Roll around on the fresh cut ground We ain't gotta lay a blanket down, and I know a place Right over the creek, and through the pines We can get a little green where the sun don't shine In the middle of the day, girl, what do you say We get some grass stains Yeah, we can get some grass stains Roll around on the fresh cut ground We ain't gotta lay a blanket down, and I know a place Right over the creek, and through the pines We can get a little green where the sun don't shine In the middle of the day, girl, what do you say We get some grass stains We can get some grass stains

You got a lot on your plate and it's too much to handle One thing or another both ends of the candle With a wife and three kids and one on the way Lately it seems there's just ain't enough time in the day It'll drive you insane if your cup ain't half full You can't complain and you can't grab the horns by the bull Life moves too fast to beg, steal or borrow But if you cut the grass, it'll be short tomorrow It's the last thing on your mind but it's the first thing I see Every time I drive by I wonder just how long it'll be I know you ain't got time to be working for nothing And you got mouths to feed But when you walk out in the morning Just look and you'll see what I mean It'll drive you insane if your cup ain't half full You can't complain and you can't grab the horns by the bull Life moves too fast to beg steal or borrow But if you cut the grass, it'll be short tomorrow I believe what you sow in the spring you will reap in the fall Bad luck on a string don't mean nothing at all What goes up don't always come right back down Sometimes people leave and never come back around One thing I know is hard work always shows And the one way to get there is to always be going If you ain't got friends you don't get Christmas cards And a good place to start's your front yard It'll drive you insane if your cup ain't half full You can't complain and you can't grab the horns by the bull Man, life moves too fast to beg steal or borrow But if you cut the grass, it'll be short tomorrow Yeah, whatever you do today is gonna be done tomorrow

Trill, yeah That's how it is Pluto How many stains you hit I don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going to the bank I come in a tank I come with the drank I come with the drapes I crush out the face Patek Phillipe I'm too unique Gotta stop all the leaks Getting caught with the freaks I pour up codeine I can't go to sleep Criminal mind Thanks to the gang, gang Louboutins, sitting in a row Louis Vuitton's Mink on the flows My migo the coldest He got me the frozest I ordered it loaded Soon as they touched down I sold it The money is stacked up off the ground You could never fold it I done got racked up I done stacked up me a fortune Colossal, enormous Have you seen my performance You making it drizzle I got thunder and storming Cash on deliver, hope you're not recording (Cash on deliver, hope you're not recording) How many stains you hit I don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going to the bank I come in a tank I come with the drank I come with the drapes I crush out the face Patek Phillipe I'm too unique Gotta stop all the leaks Getting caught with the freaks I got you comfortable Because she say she love me I got some commas They can't be discussed I weigh a ton in these streets Ain't no discussion I started off with a couple watches I got 'em busted I got a flooded Richard Mille It ain't no cuffing Screaming, blushing She came from Russia Digital scale My kind is rare I had to prevail I made it through Hell See the wheel on the right When you live overseas Think it came overnight How I make it look easy Ain't a regular nigga I accept that Got ahead of you niggas And I never took a step back How many stains you hit I don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going to the bank I come in a tank I come with the drank I come with the drapes I crush out the face Patek Phillipe I'm too unique Gotta stop all the leaks Getting caught with the freaks