Cut My Jeans Lyrics

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 fuckin' 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)