Lyrics Whole Lotta Quit - Randy Houser

Well I'm a go-to-bed-early
Turn-the-alarm-clock-on
I'm a coffee-black-buzzing
At the crack of dawn
I'm a walking-out-whistling
My-working-song
I'm a pick-it-up, pack-it-up
Back-it-up, gone
Yeah I work a-work a-work a
Like a dog all day
And then I take all I can take to
Get my take-home pay
I give it all I got until I give it away
But come Friday, high day
Kiss-my-ass-goodbye day
I got a whole lotta quit in me
A lotta don't-give-a-shit in me
The clock's about to hit 4:20
And I'll be smoking in a red-hot minute
40 hours in a jailhouse
I need a cold beer bailout
I ain't got another shift in me
I got a whole lotta quit in me
Well I'm a-calling up my buddies
Get the 411
We some lowfalutin'
Pool-shooting son-of-a-guns
If there's anything to get
We gonna get it, son
We'll be drink it up, drink it up
Drink it up, drunk
If we do it like we do it like we usually do
Man, I'll be doin'
You'll be doin', we'll be doin', too
Waking up? Hell, we'll be coming to
We'll be walking out, talking 'bout
"What the hell did we do?"
I got a whole lotta quit in me
A lotta don't-give-a-shit in me
The clock's about to hit 4:20
And I'll be smoking in a red-hot minute
40 hours in a jailhouse
I need a cold beer bailout
I ain't got another shift in me
I got a whole lotta quit in me
Well, it's Mississippi hot and
I'm Tennessee tired
And I keep lookin' at my watch and
I keep countin' down the hours
And I'm thankful for this job
And everything that I got
'Bout 30 more minutes
This hammer's gonna drop
I got a whole lotta quit in me
A lotta don't-give-a-shit in me
The clock's about to hit 4:20, yeah
And I'll be smoking in a red-hot minute
40 hours in a jailhouse
I need a cold beer bailout
I ain't got another shift in me
I got a whole lotta quit in me
Don't come and get me if you ain't got plenty
I got a whole lotta quit in me
All right, here we go