damn pretty girl you went and done it again
you gone and turned the sexy all the way up to ten
i never seen a side right seat lookin so hot
baby you rock, hit the spot like a fireball shot
you got me all hot headed spinning around and around
im down if you're down to burn down this town
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
ready set let's roll where the Goodyears and good times meet
girl we can rev it up right til we overheat
just forget about the time
get your lips on mine
gotta kiss you
get to know your smile
on your mark, get set
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride(x2)
You got my heart bump bumpin when i'm pullin up into your drive
let's hit it ninety to nothin
Couple kids running into the night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride (x2)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
Yeah we can run this town
You know I'll rock your world
Lets roll lets ride
Lets run this town tonight
Chase Rice - Ignite The Night Album Lyrics
Chase Rice - Ignite The Night Lyrics
Writer: Chase Rice, Chris Destefano, Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Do It Like This
That old foreign road, that's where we go,
We, we ain't got no VIP,
No rope tied between these trees, pull on up and make yourself at home.
Shit
We, we ain't gotta play DJ, we got speakers and a Chevrolet,
Rockin Randall Hank singing them new south songs. YEAH
MMM so come on and shake your moneymaker,
Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker,
Yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride.
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball, we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water,
Rockin your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Yeah we, we just try to do out thing,
Got cat fish stretching on our string,
Night crawlers, country ballers got it made.
And yeah you in the pretty pink cowboy boots, got a front row tailgate view
Me and the man in the moon, can't stop looking your way, nah
MMMM so come on shake your money maker,
Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker,
Yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride, WOW
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball, we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water,
Rockin' your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water, rockin' your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
We, we ain't got no VIP,
No rope tied between these trees, pull on up and make yourself at home.
Shit
We, we ain't gotta play DJ, we got speakers and a Chevrolet,
Rockin Randall Hank singing them new south songs. YEAH
MMM so come on and shake your moneymaker,
Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker,
Yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride.
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball, we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water,
Rockin your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Yeah we, we just try to do out thing,
Got cat fish stretching on our string,
Night crawlers, country ballers got it made.
And yeah you in the pretty pink cowboy boots, got a front row tailgate view
Me and the man in the moon, can't stop looking your way, nah
MMMM so come on shake your money maker,
Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker,
Yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride, WOW
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball, we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water,
Rockin' your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Ain't got no disco ball we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
Feel like we walking on water, rockin' your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
Can't wait to taste it on your lips,
End the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, CHRISTOPHER MICHAEL DESTEFANO, DALLAS DAVIDSON
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beach Town
Carolina sun rays sinking on a south side pier
Cotton candy, salty kisses, and a couple stolen beers
Your tan lines were the map for my hands to find their way
And that empty lifeguard shack, we watched our innocence fade
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
Sneaking in and getting kicked out at the bayside pool
And watching your tee shirt drip dry
Middle of the night, that was so damn cool
And sandals in your hands
Swaying to the beat of an off beat cover band
Spilling your drink, making me sink
Deeper and deeper with every half drunk wink
In that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Florida State came calling
Your goodbye tears came falling
I said I don't want to go if you don't want to go
So we just kept on stalling
We kept on stalling
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
In beach town
Cotton candy, salty kisses, and a couple stolen beers
Your tan lines were the map for my hands to find their way
And that empty lifeguard shack, we watched our innocence fade
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
Sneaking in and getting kicked out at the bayside pool
And watching your tee shirt drip dry
Middle of the night, that was so damn cool
And sandals in your hands
Swaying to the beat of an off beat cover band
Spilling your drink, making me sink
Deeper and deeper with every half drunk wink
In that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Florida State came calling
Your goodbye tears came falling
I said I don't want to go if you don't want to go
So we just kept on stalling
We kept on stalling
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make out ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone glistening
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
In beach town
Writer: CHASE RICE, CHRIS DESTEFANO, JON NITE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MMM Girl
Silhouette, moonlight halo
Wayfarer's looking all Hollywood
What you got there in that Solo?
Looking like it's doing you good
Cause you sipping it back, swaying around
Lighting it up and toking it down
We're partying with all our friends
You're showing off, you got me all
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl
Yeah I'm buzzing like a shot of Jack, honey on a summer night
Mmm girl, mmm girl, you're rocking that Pink Floyd tee
And those frayed outs just right
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
Victoria's Secret, they're peeking out
It'd be a damn good secret to keep
It's something that you ain't gotta worry bout
I'll keep it just between you and me
And tick tock, time to wind it down
Before we take it on back to town
We'll top it off, last call, just wanna be
You and me, you and me, yeah
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl
Yeah I'm buzzing like a shot of Jack, fire on a cool night
Mmm girl, mmm girl, you're rocking that pink floyd tee
And those frayed outs just right
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
Yeah you're sipping it back, swaying around
I'm lighting it up and toking it down
We're partying with all our friends
You're showing off, you got me all
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl, haha what you saying?
Mmm girl, mmm girl, haha damn
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Give me your best, just give me a smile when you're ready to go, ready to go
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
What we doing for the rest of the night?
Wayfarer's looking all Hollywood
What you got there in that Solo?
Looking like it's doing you good
Cause you sipping it back, swaying around
Lighting it up and toking it down
We're partying with all our friends
You're showing off, you got me all
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl
Yeah I'm buzzing like a shot of Jack, honey on a summer night
Mmm girl, mmm girl, you're rocking that Pink Floyd tee
And those frayed outs just right
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
Victoria's Secret, they're peeking out
It'd be a damn good secret to keep
It's something that you ain't gotta worry bout
I'll keep it just between you and me
And tick tock, time to wind it down
Before we take it on back to town
We'll top it off, last call, just wanna be
You and me, you and me, yeah
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl
Yeah I'm buzzing like a shot of Jack, fire on a cool night
Mmm girl, mmm girl, you're rocking that pink floyd tee
And those frayed outs just right
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
Yeah you're sipping it back, swaying around
I'm lighting it up and toking it down
We're partying with all our friends
You're showing off, you got me all
Yeah you got me all mmm girl, mmm girl, haha what you saying?
Mmm girl, mmm girl, haha damn
I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll
I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio
Give me your best, just give me a smile when you're ready to go, ready to go
Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting
Got your tummy out on the prowl
Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
What you doing for the rest of the night?
What we doing for the rest of the night?
Writer: CHASE RICE, LYNN HUTTON, RODNEY CLAWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Beer With The Boys
Five card, with fellas on a Friday night
One hit, a little trip to get us feeling right
Boom boom coming hot out the tubes
Talking big game like us boys do, heh
Then those hazel eyes, fire out
On the eye five now I'm throwing deuces
I'm gone, fellas, catch you on the flip side
They give me hell like, "what the hell?
Man you always bounce with poor excuses"
But I'm out the door, hauling ass to you and ninety-five
I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Girl why you laughing? I've told this joke a thousand times
But don't you dare stop, you know I love to hear your smile
Laying you down feels so right, nothing better than you by my side
Yeah then you give me hell for a smell, a high life on my breath
I say, "Come on, now you knew I'd be right here
I was up a hundred bucks when you hit me with that text
Folded on a full house and threw my truck in fifth gear
I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Yeah hanging with them is a damn good time
But it's got nothing on what, what I'm seeing tonight
So I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Yeah, any night of the week
Girl you beat a beer with the boys any night of the week
One hit, a little trip to get us feeling right
Boom boom coming hot out the tubes
Talking big game like us boys do, heh
Then those hazel eyes, fire out
On the eye five now I'm throwing deuces
I'm gone, fellas, catch you on the flip side
They give me hell like, "what the hell?
Man you always bounce with poor excuses"
But I'm out the door, hauling ass to you and ninety-five
I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Girl why you laughing? I've told this joke a thousand times
But don't you dare stop, you know I love to hear your smile
Laying you down feels so right, nothing better than you by my side
Yeah then you give me hell for a smell, a high life on my breath
I say, "Come on, now you knew I'd be right here
I was up a hundred bucks when you hit me with that text
Folded on a full house and threw my truck in fifth gear
I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Yeah hanging with them is a damn good time
But it's got nothing on what, what I'm seeing tonight
So I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough
Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world
The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine
We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind
Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me
Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week
Yeah, any night of the week
Girl you beat a beer with the boys any night of the week
Writer: CHASE RICE, CHRIS DESTEFANO, ASHLEY GORLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Carolina Can
It was laying pennies on the rail's and sneaking off to chew Red Man
It was a Friday night win and followed by a Saturday bruise
It was a first Blue Ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized on Glenville lake
A tear in our eyes the night we lost all we had to lose
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Oh, Carolina can
It was faded blue denim on Franklin Street
A "He's Not" buzz, a house band beat
It was a summer heat dragging me to a fifth year fall
It was classes skipped cause the room couldn't teach
What we learned three days on Wrightsville beach
With my high school love, short hair
And that sweet hometown southern drawl
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Now two time zones, ten states away
Another night, another show to play
Oh hey Mr. Taylor, she ain't only on your mind
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
The six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, when I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Carolina can
It was a Friday night win and followed by a Saturday bruise
It was a first Blue Ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized on Glenville lake
A tear in our eyes the night we lost all we had to lose
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Oh, Carolina can
It was faded blue denim on Franklin Street
A "He's Not" buzz, a house band beat
It was a summer heat dragging me to a fifth year fall
It was classes skipped cause the room couldn't teach
What we learned three days on Wrightsville beach
With my high school love, short hair
And that sweet hometown southern drawl
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Now two time zones, ten states away
Another night, another show to play
Oh hey Mr. Taylor, she ain't only on your mind
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
The six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, when I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Carolina can
Writer: Chase Rice, Scooter Carusoe
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
We Goin' Out
damn pretty girl you went and done it again
you gone and turned the sexy all the way up to ten
i never seen a side right seat lookin so hot
baby you rock, hit the spot like a fireball shot
you got me all hot headed spinning around and around
im down if you're down to burn down this town
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
ready set let's roll where the Goodyears and good times meet
girl we can rev it up right til we overheat
just forget about the time
get your lips on mine
gotta kiss you
get to know your smile
on your mark, get set
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride(x2)
You got my heart bump bumpin when i'm pullin up into your drive
let's hit it ninety to nothin
Couple kids running into the night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride (x2)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
Yeah we can run this town
You know I'll rock your world
Lets roll lets ride
Lets run this town tonight
you gone and turned the sexy all the way up to ten
i never seen a side right seat lookin so hot
baby you rock, hit the spot like a fireball shot
you got me all hot headed spinning around and around
im down if you're down to burn down this town
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
ready set let's roll where the Goodyears and good times meet
girl we can rev it up right til we overheat
just forget about the time
get your lips on mine
gotta kiss you
get to know your smile
on your mark, get set
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride(x2)
You got my heart bump bumpin when i'm pullin up into your drive
let's hit it ninety to nothin
Couple kids running into the night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride (x2)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
Yeah we can run this town
You know I'll rock your world
Lets roll lets ride
Lets run this town tonight
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Gonna Wanna Tonight
If you wanna climb a ladder on a water tower
Then we'll kick it with the stars for a couple hours
If you wanna then we're gonna get way up high
If you wanna dip your toes where the water stops
Then we'll let our feet hang off a fishin' dock
If you wanna then we're gonna have to give it a try, that's right
If you wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
If you wanna catch a buzz and ride it til the mornin'
Let's get two plastic cups and baby I'll get to pourin'
I don't really matter if it's whiskey or wine, it's fine
If you wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
Fill up the night air with the radio
And put your hands wherever they wanna go
Yeah, we're right there
Girl just close your eyes
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
Gonna wanna get a little closer
Gonna wanna slide it on over
Gonna wanna
Gonna wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
Come on
Fill up the night air with the radio
And put your hands wherever they wanna go
Yeah, we're right there
Girl just close your eyes
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
Gonna wanna get a little closer
Gonna wanna slide it on over
Gonna wanna
Ya gonna wanna tonight
Then we'll kick it with the stars for a couple hours
If you wanna then we're gonna get way up high
If you wanna dip your toes where the water stops
Then we'll let our feet hang off a fishin' dock
If you wanna then we're gonna have to give it a try, that's right
If you wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
If you wanna catch a buzz and ride it til the mornin'
Let's get two plastic cups and baby I'll get to pourin'
I don't really matter if it's whiskey or wine, it's fine
If you wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
Fill up the night air with the radio
And put your hands wherever they wanna go
Yeah, we're right there
Girl just close your eyes
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
Gonna wanna get a little closer
Gonna wanna slide it on over
Gonna wanna
Gonna wanna go way out where there ain't nobody around
And let your long hair get to fallin' down
And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine
Come on
Fill up the night air with the radio
And put your hands wherever they wanna go
Yeah, we're right there
Girl just close your eyes
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna tonight
If you wanna then we're gonna girl
I hope you're gonna wanna all night
Gonna wanna get a little closer
Gonna wanna slide it on over
Gonna wanna
Ya gonna wanna tonight
Writer: SHANE L. MCANALLY, JIMMY ROBBINS, JON MARK NITE
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Look At My Truck
damn pretty girl you went and done it again
you gone and turned the sexy all the way up to ten
i never seen a side right seat lookin so hot
baby you rock, hit the spot like a fireball shot
you got me all hot headed spinning around and around
im down if you're down to burn down this town
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
ready set let's roll where the Goodyears and good times meet
girl we can rev it up right til we overheat
just forget about the time
get your lips on mine
gotta kiss you
get to know your smile
on your mark, get set
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride(x2)
You got my heart bump bumpin when i'm pullin up into your drive
let's hit it ninety to nothin
Couple kids running into the night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride (x2)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
Yeah we can run this town
You know I'll rock your world
Lets roll lets ride
Lets run this town tonight
you gone and turned the sexy all the way up to ten
i never seen a side right seat lookin so hot
baby you rock, hit the spot like a fireball shot
you got me all hot headed spinning around and around
im down if you're down to burn down this town
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
ready set let's roll where the Goodyears and good times meet
girl we can rev it up right til we overheat
just forget about the time
get your lips on mine
gotta kiss you
get to know your smile
on your mark, get set
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride(x2)
You got my heart bump bumpin when i'm pullin up into your drive
let's hit it ninety to nothin
Couple kids running into the night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride
(CHORUS)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
slide girl, by my side girl
yeah we can run this town
i can rock your world
we can roll em down, call em up, cruise around, get stuck
peddle to the metal til the sun comes up
i made a deal with the man on the moon
he's gonna put in some over time
we got all night
ready set let's roll
ready set let's ride (x2)
get your little fine ass on the step
shimmy up inside
Yeah we can run this town
You know I'll rock your world
Lets roll lets ride
Lets run this town tonight
Writer: Chase Rice, Cole Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
U Turn
Girl there's something about the shine and the pop of your lip gloss
And all that high busting out of your tiny tank top
I'm picking up every little bit of the tease you've been laying down
(Got my head spinning round, damn near knocking me out, yeah)
See I was headed to get a drink at the bar round the back
But you pumped the brakes on my Nikes, stopped them dead in their tracks
Flipped my snap-back back, spun a whole one at you
Had to work up the nerve jus to tell you, baby
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
When I saw you break it down low you bout near gave me whiplash
Then you had to go and pull me in close by my dog tags
And now we're swaying, swaying side to side
(And I've got wandering hands getting lost in your wonderland)
Damn, what's that tattoo sneaking out of them hip-huggers?
I bet I'd see the other half if them boys will play some Usher
Yeah, yeah, you make me want to tell you all my confessions, girl
And not keep you guessing, girl
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
Yeah, yeah, you make me want to tell you all my confessions, girl
And not keep you guessing, girl
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
And all that high busting out of your tiny tank top
I'm picking up every little bit of the tease you've been laying down
(Got my head spinning round, damn near knocking me out, yeah)
See I was headed to get a drink at the bar round the back
But you pumped the brakes on my Nikes, stopped them dead in their tracks
Flipped my snap-back back, spun a whole one at you
Had to work up the nerve jus to tell you, baby
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
When I saw you break it down low you bout near gave me whiplash
Then you had to go and pull me in close by my dog tags
And now we're swaying, swaying side to side
(And I've got wandering hands getting lost in your wonderland)
Damn, what's that tattoo sneaking out of them hip-huggers?
I bet I'd see the other half if them boys will play some Usher
Yeah, yeah, you make me want to tell you all my confessions, girl
And not keep you guessing, girl
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
Yeah, yeah, you make me want to tell you all my confessions, girl
And not keep you guessing, girl
You turn, you turn the heat on
You turn every little bit of me on
A little drawl when you talk, little wiggle in your walk
The way you moving it, yeah you got me losing it
You've got, you've got me feeling four sheets
To the wind, the wind without no drinks
We got the band rocking right
Got the green light in your eyes
Want to hold you all night
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Watching you turn, you turn
Yeah watching you turn, you turn
Writer: SHANE MINOR, CHASE RICE, ZACHERY CROWELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
50 Shades Of Crazy
You got a Daytona on a gold tan, skin like the soft sand
Girl you're as cool as the blue on a cold can
Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile
With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style
The kind of naughty habit I could get used to, heh
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick
You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret
Starts with just a kiss, then we're taking us in
Put it in the rearview and haul ass right for sin
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time
I've been racing, cross the line
Let me make your body unwind
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Fifty shades of crazy
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Girl you're as cool as the blue on a cold can
Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile
With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style
The kind of naughty habit I could get used to, heh
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick
You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret
Starts with just a kiss, then we're taking us in
Put it in the rearview and haul ass right for sin
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time
I've been racing, cross the line
Let me make your body unwind
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Fifty shades of crazy
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Writer: CHASE RICE, JON NITE, CHRIS DESTEFANO
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Whats Your Name
I've been sitting here watching
I can't stop staring at you across the room
I can see you in my truck, I can see you downtown
I can see you looking up, I can see you laying down
See you in the lights dancing to the band
Or here in my hand
So what's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
I want to know what turns you on
What you wear when you get home?
Who do you call when you're alone?
Every guy in here is thinking the same thing
Girl, what's your name?
Yeah, we've never spoken
And you've never met me before, I'm pretty sure
I can see you in the dark, I can see you in a dress
I can see your pretty head sleeping on my chest
I can't help it, it's out of nowhere
Oh, but girl, I gotta go there
What's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
I wanna know what turns you on
What you wear when you get home?
Who do you call when you're alone?
Every guy in here is thinking the same thing
Girl, what's your name?
Girl, what's your name?
I can see you in my truck, I can see you downtown
I can see you waking up, I can see you laying down
So what's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
Tell me girl, what turns you on?
What gets you down? What gets you high?
What keeps you up in the dead of night?
What I don't know about you is killing me
So girl, what's your name?
I can't stop staring at you across the room
I can see you in my truck, I can see you downtown
I can see you looking up, I can see you laying down
See you in the lights dancing to the band
Or here in my hand
So what's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
I want to know what turns you on
What you wear when you get home?
Who do you call when you're alone?
Every guy in here is thinking the same thing
Girl, what's your name?
Yeah, we've never spoken
And you've never met me before, I'm pretty sure
I can see you in the dark, I can see you in a dress
I can see your pretty head sleeping on my chest
I can't help it, it's out of nowhere
Oh, but girl, I gotta go there
What's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
I wanna know what turns you on
What you wear when you get home?
Who do you call when you're alone?
Every guy in here is thinking the same thing
Girl, what's your name?
Girl, what's your name?
I can see you in my truck, I can see you downtown
I can see you waking up, I can see you laying down
So what's your name? Where you from?
What's your drink when you get drunk?
What's your sign? What's your song?
Tell me girl, what turns you on?
What gets you down? What gets you high?
What keeps you up in the dead of night?
What I don't know about you is killing me
So girl, what's your name?
Writer: Matthew Jenkins, Zachery Crowell, Nicolle Galyon
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
How She Rolls
She's a pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
She's a backwards hat, hey boys what's up
Strawberry lipstick from a Dixie cup
A quick silver tan line, riding shot gun in my truck
A charm with a peace sign around her neck for a little luck
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
That's how she rolls.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Man a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, and that's how she rolls.
Yeah, that's how she rolls.
That's how she rolls.
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
She's a backwards hat, hey boys what's up
Strawberry lipstick from a Dixie cup
A quick silver tan line, riding shot gun in my truck
A charm with a peace sign around her neck for a little luck
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
That's how she rolls.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Man a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, and that's how she rolls.
Yeah, that's how she rolls.
That's how she rolls.
Writer: BRIAN KELLEY, CHASE RICE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Jack Daniels and Jesus
Well lately I've been trading a good sermon and some praying
For a stranger in my bed and a night that needs explaining
I've opened more bottles than I've ever had my bible
This third row communion sure won't lead me to revival
Between the Black Label and the letters unread
I've felt what living is, and what it's like to live dead
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
It's my fault that I ain't called my mamma in a month of Sundays
She'd smell the whiskey through that phone
I can't stand to hear her heartbreak
Next week I see my brother Casey for the first time
Since it all went down and I blacked his eye the night after our daddy died
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
I ain't afraid to admit I've hit rock bottom
You want to see a lifetime full of sins
Just at me, I've got em
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
For a stranger in my bed and a night that needs explaining
I've opened more bottles than I've ever had my bible
This third row communion sure won't lead me to revival
Between the Black Label and the letters unread
I've felt what living is, and what it's like to live dead
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
It's my fault that I ain't called my mamma in a month of Sundays
She'd smell the whiskey through that phone
I can't stand to hear her heartbreak
Next week I see my brother Casey for the first time
Since it all went down and I blacked his eye the night after our daddy died
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
I ain't afraid to admit I've hit rock bottom
You want to see a lifetime full of sins
Just at me, I've got em
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't coming back
And just when I think I'm too far gone
Ringing in my head's the twenty-third psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniels and Jesus
Writer: Chase Rice, Brian Kelley, Amanda Flynn
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whoa
Sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yea she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hotter than a summer night, cooler than a caddy
She got me fallin' faster than the autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Cause look at her, let me tell you cuz
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a light or candle to her
Cause baby what she do is like
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yea she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hotter than a summer night, cooler than a caddy
She got me fallin' faster than the autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Cause look at her, let me tell you cuz
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a light or candle to her
Cause baby what she do is like
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Writer: CHASE RICE, RUSSELL DICKERSON, JESSE RICE, BRIAN KELLEY, TYLER HUBBARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Party Up
We gonna melt some ice
We gonna roll the dice
We gonna slip and slide into paradise
We gonna grind some gears
We gonna ring some ears
We gonna drink some beers
'Til they disappear
Turn the party up
Drink the good times down
Little buzz in a cup
Will hit ya get ya space bound
Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven
Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's
Get highhhhhhhhh hiiggghhhhh
Gonna kill another 6 pack just to watch it die
Turn the party up up up
Turn the party up up up
Hey pretty girl tell me what you think
This country boy pour you a drink
Crank this party up and let's ride
Miles of moonlight by my side
Old dirt roads go straight to heaven
Forget tomorrow tonight were living
Crank this party up to eleven
Forget tomorrow tonight we
Turn the party up
Drink the good times down
Little buzz in a cup
Will hit ya get ya space bound
Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven
Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's
Get highhhhhhhhh hiiggghhhhh
Gonna kill another 6 pack just to watch it die
Turn the party up up up
Turn the party up up up
We gonna roll the dice
We gonna slip and slide into paradise
We gonna grind some gears
We gonna ring some ears
We gonna drink some beers
'Til they disappear
Turn the party up
Drink the good times down
Little buzz in a cup
Will hit ya get ya space bound
Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven
Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's
Get highhhhhhhhh hiiggghhhhh
Gonna kill another 6 pack just to watch it die
Turn the party up up up
Turn the party up up up
Hey pretty girl tell me what you think
This country boy pour you a drink
Crank this party up and let's ride
Miles of moonlight by my side
Old dirt roads go straight to heaven
Forget tomorrow tonight were living
Crank this party up to eleven
Forget tomorrow tonight we
Turn the party up
Drink the good times down
Little buzz in a cup
Will hit ya get ya space bound
Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven
Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's
Get highhhhhhhhh hiiggghhhhh
Gonna kill another 6 pack just to watch it die
Turn the party up up up
Turn the party up up up
Writer: CHASE RICE, ROSS COPPERMAN, BLAIR DALY, COLT FORD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Country In Ya
You got that LA look
with the Hollywood swag
California tags on the Cadillac
I got the FLA dirt road attitude
I'm a talk with a drawl boy through and through smile ugh
You got the city girl with an uptown smile
Drivin this ol' boy country wild
I got a chevrolet, watch say
We take it off the interstate
Good year, get away,
Show you my shade of gray
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeah we can keep it on the low
if you wanna roll
Roll real fast
And kick it back slow
Just hold on tight
I'm bout to show ya right now
Just how we get down
In a tailgate town
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Damn Girl
Yeah, come here
Let me tell ya something
Naw I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
Put it in park and jump on out
A little kissing in the dark
With the tailgate down, c'mon
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
Girl, when you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeahh, yeah, yeah
(maybe put a little country in ya)
I said I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
At the end of the night I can slide up to ya
Damn, girl you looking fine with some country in ya
with the Hollywood swag
California tags on the Cadillac
I got the FLA dirt road attitude
I'm a talk with a drawl boy through and through smile ugh
You got the city girl with an uptown smile
Drivin this ol' boy country wild
I got a chevrolet, watch say
We take it off the interstate
Good year, get away,
Show you my shade of gray
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeah we can keep it on the low
if you wanna roll
Roll real fast
And kick it back slow
Just hold on tight
I'm bout to show ya right now
Just how we get down
In a tailgate town
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Damn Girl
Yeah, come here
Let me tell ya something
Naw I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
Put it in park and jump on out
A little kissing in the dark
With the tailgate down, c'mon
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
Girl, when you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeahh, yeah, yeah
(maybe put a little country in ya)
I said I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
At the end of the night I can slide up to ya
Damn, girl you looking fine with some country in ya
Writer: CHASE RICE, ADAM SANDERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Best Beers Of Our Lives
Rollin' on up in our off road rider
Sun sinking down, stars getting brighter
Fireflies dancing like free fall lighters
Set the mood for a good time nighter
Backwoods boys can't stop watching,
Them little hips swaying, swaying.
Rocking and dropping,
Bumping cans spilling, tripping, slipping, and popping,
You know us, you know we ain't stopping.
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
A little country jumpin' out the radio,
A little slow groove pull her in real close.
Victoria's Secret little smoke show,
Mmm, damn, how these country girls roll (come on)
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah these are our nights,
We ain't goin' nowhere.
Our time, young and we don't care
Oh yeah, here' to a sweet ride on the high life
It's such a sweet ride
So raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Let's keep this party sparking like the moon stuck
Yeah
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
The best beers of our lives.
The best beers, these are the best beers,
These are the best beers,
Man, these are the best beers of our lives.
Sun sinking down, stars getting brighter
Fireflies dancing like free fall lighters
Set the mood for a good time nighter
Backwoods boys can't stop watching,
Them little hips swaying, swaying.
Rocking and dropping,
Bumping cans spilling, tripping, slipping, and popping,
You know us, you know we ain't stopping.
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
A little country jumpin' out the radio,
A little slow groove pull her in real close.
Victoria's Secret little smoke show,
Mmm, damn, how these country girls roll (come on)
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah these are our nights,
We ain't goin' nowhere.
Our time, young and we don't care
Oh yeah, here' to a sweet ride on the high life
It's such a sweet ride
So raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Let's keep this party sparking like the moon stuck
Yeah
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
The best beers of our lives.
The best beers, these are the best beers,
These are the best beers,
Man, these are the best beers of our lives.
Writer: CHRIS DESTEFANO
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ride
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah
Take off those heels, lay on my bed
Whisper dirty secrets while I'm pulling on your hair
Poison in our veins but we don't even care
Candles drippin' on your body, baby this ain't truth or dare
Everybody wonders where we've run off to
My body on your body, baby stickin' like some glue
Naughty, let's get naughty, girl, it's only one or two
The fever's r-r-runnin', feel the heat between us two
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
Yeah, girl, we can go slow (whoa, whoa, yeah)
Yeah, we can go slow (whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, oh, oh, yeah, yeah)
Lay on your back, like you're right there
Don't have to say it twice, love, there's nothing here to fear
Takin' it back, back to where it's clear
Rollin' on and on, sounds of love are in the air
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh)
The sun's comin' up, you're on my side
I rub your thigh, you look in my eyes
And I just see the sky (see the sky), I'm so high
And I ain't smoked yet, I'm just coming down from this
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream (take care of your body)
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night (night)
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah
Take off those heels, lay on my bed
Whisper dirty secrets while I'm pulling on your hair
Poison in our veins but we don't even care
Candles drippin' on your body, baby this ain't truth or dare
Everybody wonders where we've run off to
My body on your body, baby stickin' like some glue
Naughty, let's get naughty, girl, it's only one or two
The fever's r-r-runnin', feel the heat between us two
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
Yeah, girl, we can go slow (whoa, whoa, yeah)
Yeah, we can go slow (whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, oh, oh, yeah, yeah)
Lay on your back, like you're right there
Don't have to say it twice, love, there's nothing here to fear
Takin' it back, back to where it's clear
Rollin' on and on, sounds of love are in the air
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh)
The sun's comin' up, you're on my side
I rub your thigh, you look in my eyes
And I just see the sky (see the sky), I'm so high
And I ain't smoked yet, I'm just coming down from this
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night
I'm gon' take care of your body, I'll be gentle, don't you scream (take care of your body)
It's gettin' hotter, make it softer, feel your chest on top of me
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby, on you lady all night, all night (night)
I'm gon' make you feel that lovin', gettin' weak all in your knees
Kiss your body from the tip-top all the way down to your feet
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Writer: Joseph Somers-Morales, Cody Tarpley, Tyrone Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © THE MEZZO AGENCY, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © THE MEZZO AGENCY, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.