Loaded Gun

Yeah

You ready?

I’m ready

One, two, three, four

Wheels running fast down the one-eighteen

Every kiss is sweeter with some nicotine

The little white lightning underneath my seat, oh yeah

The sun’s going down like a sinking stone

A dog’s barking in the distance imma throw him a bone

You got that look on your face, like something’s gunna go wrong, oh yeah yeah

The way you looking so good in the cotton dress,

There’s just no telling what I’ll do next

But one thing’s for sure and it’ll sure be fun

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun

Imma moving target, baby

No one’s gotten through me yet (huh)

But it’s, a, worth a shot, It’ll be something that you won’t forget

I got ‘em lined up and crying from Georgia to Tex

But to learn to swim, you gotta wanna get wet

There’s no turning back cuz I’m ready to run

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun (ha)

Watch out now

Oh, yeah

Alright, break it down

Yeah, just keep it down

Alright

Load me

Squeeze me

Cock me

Shoot me

Yeah, load me

Squeeze me

Cock me

Ahhh, shoot me, shoot me sugar

Imma moving target, baby

No one’s gotten through me yet

But it’s worth a shot, it’ll be something that you won’t forget

I’m gunna be your next tattoo

After all the things imma do to you

I don’t have to run the bases cuz I hit home runs

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun

Give it comes down five, four, three, two, one

Stay away from my trigger, imma loaded gun