justbrandon (official) - busch light papi lyrics
oh that’s justbrandon
last night was a movie
i don’t know how i ended up here
started with liquor and ended with beer
i thought that i was supposed to be clear, but the whole night’s foggy
these midwest boys know how to party
i don’t know what they do in tennessee and kentucky
in indiana we drink busch light
it’s a simple but a good, good life
raise your cans to the moonlight
here’s a toast to a good, good night
and we ain’t nothing but some football watching church on sundays
if i’m lying, let the good lord strike me
nothing hits harder than a good pale lager
that’s why all the little shawties call me busch light papi
sitting by the fire, cold beer and a pretty girl
cooler ain’t empty, but we’re planning on getting there
send somebody sober to the store to grab 30 more
can you believe that you can’t buy busch apple anymore
this is every weekend and it’s never getting old
fire’s still burning, we can’t let it get cold
might try something new while i’m out there on the road
but when i’m back home
in indiana we drink busch light
it’s a simple but a good, good life
raise your cans to the moonlight
here’s a toast to a good, good night
and we ain’t nothing but some football watching church on sundays
if i’m lying, let the good lord strike me
nothing hits harder than a good pale lager
that’s why all the little shawties call me busch light papi
i can take you to the hood or i can take you down a back road
i think i can help you if you’re trying to work that backhoe
booty getting bigger, girl, you must be counting macros
don’t know what y’all drink here, but i know back home
i can take you to the hood or i can take you down a back road
i think i can help you if you’re trying to work that backhoe
booty getting bigger, girl, you must be counting macros
don’t know what y’all drink here, but i know back home
in indiana we drink busch light
it’s a simple but a good, good life
raise your cans to the moonlight
here’s a toast to a good, good night
and we ain’t nothing but some football watching church on sundays
if i’m lying, let the good lord strike me
nothing hits harder than a good pale lager
that’s why all the little shawties call me
in indiana we drink busch light
it’s a simple but a good, good life
raise your cans to the moonlight
here’s a toast to a good, good night
and we ain’t nothing but some football watching, church on sundays
if i’m lying, let the good lord strike me
nothing hits harder than a good pale lager
that’s why all the little shawties call me
busch light papi
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