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Lyrics:
It’s been a long hot summer
For a hard working John Deere man
You’re real tired well no wonder
Cause you earned that farmer’s tan
While I been working in the garden
You been melting all the ice in my sweet tea
Well look at what ya started
All because you gotta little thirsty
Good God a mighty
Boy you got me
Begging like a ole hound dog
Buttered up and rolling
Like a skillet smoking
Up a kitchen down in Arkansas
Yea we onto something
Want ya keep it coming
Baby I can handle the heat
Yea boy you make me wanna
Rare back and slap my mama
Hot damn four hundred degrees
Now we cooking with grease
Now we cooking with grease
Let’s slow it down let me help ya
Button down that blue collar
Boy your touch is burning up
You make the kettle on the stove wanna holler
Got me saying hallelujah
Like a good ole girl is supposed to do
But that hat turned back
And them kisses like that
Make it real hard to keep it cool
Good God a mighty
Boy you got me
Begging like a ole hound dog
Buttered up and rolling
Like a skillet smoking
Up a kitchen down in Arkansas
Yea we onto something
Want ya keep it coming
Baby I can handle the heat
Yea boy you make me wanna
Rare back and slap my mama
Hot damn four hundred degrees
Now we cooking with grease
Come on
Whooo
It’s getting hot in here
You know who’s bringing home the bacon
Good God a mighty
Boy you got me
Begging like a ole hound dog
Buttered up and rolling
Like a skillet smoking
Up a kitchen down in Arkansas
Yea we onto something
Want ya keep it coming
Baby I can handle the heat
Yea boy you make me wanna
Rare back and slap my mama
Hot damn four hundred degrees
Now we cooking with grease
Yea we cooking with grease
I ain’t talking about no crisco
#LaineyWilson #BellBottomCountry
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