Jumped in that old-school Cadillac
Packed up all my things, I won't be back
The sun is setting as I hit the road
Sky's the limit, no one ever knows

Pouring down, raining as I jump on the 59
Tips hat, baby, as she chugs down a glass of wine
Moonshine rattling in the trunk of my 65
Backseat jumping, pulled over to have a good time

(Woo hoo)
Yeah, baby
Damn right
(Woo hoo, ooh)

Gotta get to her, I gotta go but I'm all empty
Pull out a cradle of moonshine and sit it on concrete
Pour about 6 in the tank and a gallon of whiskey
Turn the ignition, it crank and I'm running on gasoline

As it was pouring down, raining thought I was stuck on the 59
Tips hat, smiling as I think about the good old times
Moonshine rattling in the trunk of my 65
Laid two stripes on the ground, nothing could steal my shine

(Woo hoo)
Yeah, baby
Damn right
(Woo hoo, ooh)

(Woo hoo)
(Woo hoo, ooh)

(Woo hoo)
(Woo hoo, ooh)

Pouring down, raining as I jump on the 59
Tips hat, smiling as she chugs down the glass of wine
Moonshine rattling in the trunk of my 65
Backseat jumping, pull over to have a good time

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Writer(s): Bennie Julius III Amey, Quintin Amey