Tippin' Point

God was showin' off when He made you
Sweet sun shinin', honey and some Daisy Dukes
It’s hot as hell the way you shake that tailgate
You make me wanna holler at the moon
Aw yeah, baby, them sparks are gonna fly
Light up the night like the Fourth of July
Oh, I’m at my tip, tip, tippin point
Fill it up to the top
I gotta sip, sip, sip, on somethin' that hits the spot
Oh, won’t ya come on over here, baby
Wanna get those lips, lips, lips, little hottie
When you shake that
You shake those hips, hips, hips, that body
Your curves have got me swervin' and drivin' me crazy
I’m at my tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)
Tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)
Well there you go, lips hot pink
Eyes denim blue, makin' me think about 24/7
You’re kind of Heaven
Lovin' on eleven
Livin' on the brink of that
Tip, tip, tippin point
Fill it up to the top
I gotta sip, sip, sip, on somethin' that hits the spot
Oh, won’t ya come on over here, baby
Wanna get those lips, lips, lips, little hottie
When you shake that
You shake those hips, hips, hips, that body
Your curves have got me swervin' and drivin' me crazy
I’m at my tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)
Tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)
Tip, tip, tippin point…
Tip, tip, tippin point…
God was showin' off when He made you
Sweet sun shinin', honey and some Daisy Dukes
It’s hot as hell the way you shake that tailgate
You make me wanna holler at the moon
Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…
Tip, tip, tippin point
Fill it up to the top
I gotta sip, sip, sip, on somethin' that hits the spot
Oh, won’t ya come on over here, baby
Wanna get those lips, lips, lips, little hottie.
When you shake that
You shake those hips, hips, hips, that body
Your curves have got me swervin' and drivin' me crazy
I’m at my tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)
Tip, tip, tippin point
(Fill it up to the top, I’m at my…)