Colt Ford feat. Trent Tomlinson Titty's Beer Lyrics

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Let tell y'all a little story

Growing up, I remember one year
My uncle Titus had a bright idea
He's gonna bottle up his own brew
He figured he could make a million or two
Taste wasn't gonna be his claim to fame
What he was banking on was all in the name

He called it *****'s, *****'s, *****'s Beer
Just the thing to get you grinning ear to ear
Whether you're from the country or a big ol' city
One thing's for sure, everybody loves *****'s

He had his marketing plan worked up
He's gonna sell 'em all in big ol' jugs
He wouldn't package 'em in a 6 pack
He's gonna sell 'em by the pair and call it a rack
And he was sure it was the next big thing
With Dolly Parton in his ad campaign

Selling *****'s, *****'s, *****'s Beer
Just the thing to get you grinning ear to ear
Whether you're from the country or a big ol' city
One thing's for sure, everybody loves *****'s

Somebody get a nipple for that thing

Happy hour, two for one
Talking 'bout a beer buzz, ooh, son
After work, at the ballgame and shooting a ball
Any time's the right time for a big ol' handful

*****'s, *****'s, *****'s Beer
Just the thing to get you grinning ear to ear
Whether you're from the country or a big ol' city
One thing's for sure, everybody loves *****'s
One thing's for sure, everybody loves *****'s

When you work real hard
And your day is going shitty
What can be better
Than a big ol' mouthful of *****'s

Come on, boys, girls too
Hey Colt, let's get us a six pack on that motorboat
Yeah, I like 'em cold, me too
You know what? Somebody get me a pair of 'em, I'm thirsty
Ooh, whee, ah yeah

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