It'z Just What We Do (iTunes Session)
Alright
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time,
lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin like a diamond.
Game changed and 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.
Errybody's feelin right, sippin on a bud light.
Go on drop yo tailgate, turn up your radio.
Imma build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
Kick back, relax, you know we're just a bunch o' hillbillies
Tip back a cup a' Jack and throw your hands up with me.
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
there ain't no hidin the truth, its just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Yeah, it's just what we do
You see Tommy called Jenny and Jenny gon call the hotties to tell em bout the party,
so don't forget the Bacardi.
Time to get your buzz on and 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, and when the moments right, grab yo phone and get them digits,
crankin that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus.
Come Sunday morning 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.
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
there ain't no hidin the truth, its just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Yeah, it's just what we do.
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time,
lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin like a diamond.
Game changed and 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.
Errybody's feelin right, sippin on a bud light.
Go on drop yo tailgate, turn up your radio.
Imma build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
Kick back, relax, you know we're just a bunch o' hillbillies
Tip back a cup a' Jack and throw your hands up with me.
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
there ain't no hidin the truth, its just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Yeah, it's just what we do
You see Tommy called Jenny and Jenny gon call the hotties to tell em bout the party,
so don't forget the Bacardi.
Time to get your buzz on and 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, and when the moments right, grab yo phone and get them digits,
crankin that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus.
Come Sunday morning 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.
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
it's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
there ain't no hidin the truth, its just what we do.
It's just what we do.
Yeah, it's just what we do.
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, Brian Kelley, Tyler Hubbard
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Other Album Tracks
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- Greatest Hits
- Life
- Round Here (Live From Joe's Bar, Chicago / 2012)
- Round Here (Live From Joe's Bar, Chicago, 2012) - Single
- Tip It Back (Live From Joe's Bar, Chicago / 2012)
- Tip It Back (Live From Joe's Bar, Chicago, 2012) - Single
- Cruise (Live from Joe's Bar, Chicago / 2012)
- Sun Daze: Summer Songs
- Always Gonna Love You
- Always Gonna Love You - Single
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