Colt Ford - Southern Summertime lyrics

[Chorus] Singing along to the radio Poppin' a top on something cold Tryna beat the heat with a little buzz The girls in the cutoffs and dixie cups Little country fun up under the sun We having the time of our lives It's a southern summertime [Verse 1] I was born on this side Raised in this life And I like my fish fried Hushpuppies and fries Sweet tea, cold slaw on the side Dig deep to make room for pie (That's us) Its the fourth of july roman candles light up the night sky (That's us) Its the riverbank party bikini tops and bud light (That's right) So hop in and either fall in drunk or fall in love Til I phone a friend and tell em you're in luck Its been seven months, the southern summer showed up Just in time, time for tan lines Legs backs and thighs Oh my, my, my Oh why, why, why can't ya stay I love that southern summertime [Chorus] Singing along to the radio Poppin' a top on something cold Tryna beat the heat with a little buzz The girls in the cutoffs and dixie cups Little country fun up under the sun We having the time of our lives It's a southern summertime [Verse 2] Tire swing on the oak tree going in feet first (Yeah that's us) Deep in the howler where ya holla beer run if you really wanna quench your thirst (That's us) Swimmin' in blue jeans Women swimmin' in em too it ain't just a men thing Bathing in the sun and the fun Gettin' numb from the whiskey, beer, and shine (That's us) Good time summertime brings in climbing temp so you know what that means Bathin' in creeks, rivers or lake streams With a babe that loves them ol' guitar strings She loves ridin' high, holdin' your knee You're holdin' her thigh while trying to control the Urge to lean in and kiss her on her cheek So you crank the radio you know she loves it when you sing that [Chorus] Singing along to the radio Poppin' a top on something cold Tryna beat the heat with a little buzz The girls in the cutoffs and dixie cups Little country fun up under the sun We having the time of our lives It's a southern summertime [Bridge] (Out here its) Bratts on the grill You know the deal Beer on chill, igloo on wheels Plenty red seal and time to k** Ain't nothin' like a southern night With them stars above lightin' up the night life Along with truck lights, the song to get right with Now where the hell is my fifth [Chorus] Singing along to the radio Poppin' a top on something cold Tryna beat the heat with a little buzz The girls in the cutoffs and dixie cups Little country fun up under the sun We having the time of our lives It's a southern summertime