She Don’t Sip, She Pours

She don’t take shots, she pours a cup

Says “Why waste time on a little stuff?”

Floatin’ in the pool with all our friends

Laughin’ like the good times never end

She’s got flip-flops, sass, and style

Sun-kissed cheeks and a whiskey smile

And when she grabs that cinnamon gold

I already know — I’m sold

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She don’t sip, she pours

Lights me up, then wants some more

From backyard hangs to airport doors

She’s a spark in a world that snores

She’s my rose on the date card nights

My copilot on all these flights

She’s my wild, my heart, my north

And yeah… she don’t sip — she pours

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She’s got wanderlust in her bones

We’ve flown coast to coast and called it home

Wrote her love notes with a rose inside

Every day with her is a joyride

She’s my best friend, fire and grace

Talks me down or sets the pace

She’s country sweet with a rebel core

And a carry-on bag always by the door

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She don’t sip, she pours

Brings the fun, skips the chores

Turns a Tuesday into folklore

And still leaves me wantin’ more

She’s my sunshine on wild nights

My soft place, my fight-or-flight

She’s my spark, my peace, my force

And hell yeah — she don’t sip — she pours

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She don’t play it safe or slow

She’s full throttle, she steals the show

If you blink you’ll miss the best

But I’m lucky — she chose this mess

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She don’t sip, she pours

With cinnamon lips and open doors

Turns my whole damn life to lore

And I’d chase her to every shore

She’s my rose, my thrill, my core

The one my arms will always hold

Yeah, she don’t sip… she pours

And I’ll love her forevermore

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So if you see her with that cup,

Just know… she don’t mess around.