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Florida Georgia Line – It'z Just What We Do lyrics
(Don’t act like ya’ll didn’t know this wasn’t comin’)
Alright
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin' like a diamond
Game change when the rain came
And we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mudhole/That’s how these boys roll
Now it’s late night underneath the moonlight
Everybody’s feelin' right and sippin' on a bud light
Go on drop your tailgate, turn up your radio
I'm a build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
Kick back, relax, you know we just a bunch of hillbillies
Tip back your cup of jck and throw your hands up with me
[Chorus:]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby that’s alright
It’z our backwoods, boondock roots
It’z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey, ain’t no way to make this up
When it’z runnin' through your blood
There ain’t no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do, it’z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
You see Tommy called Jenny and Jenny gonna call the hotties
Tell 'em bout the party so don’t forget the Bacardi
Time to get your buzz on, your love on, all night long
And if you play your hand right, you won’t have to go home alone
Six-string pickin', solo cup sippin', when the moments right
Grab your phone and get them digits
Crankin' that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus
Come Sunday mornin' that preacher he 'bout to preach it
Kick back, relax and pass the good time moonshine
Who brought the party? Damn, that was Florida Georgia Line
(Repeat chorus)
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby that’s alright
It'z our backwoods boondock roots
It’z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey ain’t no way to make this up
When it'z runnin' through your blood
There ain’t no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do
Hey won't you say we get crazy tonight
We gonna get your drinks up high
It'z our backwoods boondock roots
It'z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey ain't no what to make this up
When it'z runnin' through your blood
There ain't no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
Yeah it’z just what we do
Alright
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin' like a diamond
Game change when the rain came
And we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mudhole/That’s how these boys roll
Now it’s late night underneath the moonlight
Everybody’s feelin' right and sippin' on a bud light
Go on drop your tailgate, turn up your radio
I'm a build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
Kick back, relax, you know we just a bunch of hillbillies
Tip back your cup of jck and throw your hands up with me
[Chorus:]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby that’s alright
It’z our backwoods, boondock roots
It’z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey, ain’t no way to make this up
When it’z runnin' through your blood
There ain’t no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do, it’z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
You see Tommy called Jenny and Jenny gonna call the hotties
Tell 'em bout the party so don’t forget the Bacardi
Time to get your buzz on, your love on, all night long
And if you play your hand right, you won’t have to go home alone
Six-string pickin', solo cup sippin', when the moments right
Grab your phone and get them digits
Crankin' that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus
Come Sunday mornin' that preacher he 'bout to preach it
Kick back, relax and pass the good time moonshine
Who brought the party? Damn, that was Florida Georgia Line
(Repeat chorus)
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby that’s alright
It'z our backwoods boondock roots
It’z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey ain’t no way to make this up
When it'z runnin' through your blood
There ain’t no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do
Hey won't you say we get crazy tonight
We gonna get your drinks up high
It'z our backwoods boondock roots
It'z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Hey ain't no what to make this up
When it'z runnin' through your blood
There ain't no hidin' the truth
It'z just what we do, it'z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
Yeah it'z just what we do
Yeah it’z just what we do
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