Florida Georgia Line

Florida Georgia Line - It'z Just What We Do lyrics

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(Don't act like y'all didn't know this wasn't coming)

Alright

You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shining like a diamond
Game changed and the rain came and we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mud-hole, that's how these boys roll

Now it's late night underneath the moonlight
Everybody's feeling right, sipping on a Bud Light
Go on drop yo' tailgate, turn up your radio
I'm a 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, boondock 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 running through your blood
There ain't no hiding the truth
It's just what we do
It's just what we do

Yeah, it's just what we do

You see Tommy called Jeanie and Jeanie gon' call the hotties
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 picking, solo cup sipping
And when the moments right, grab ya phone and get them digits
Cranking 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, boondock 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 running through your blood
There ain't no hiding the truth
It's just what we do
It's just what we do

Yeah, it's just what we do

Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
Hey baby, that's alright
It's our backwoods, boondock 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 running through your blood
There ain't no hiding the truth
It's just what we do

Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
Hey baby, that's alright
It's our backwoods, boondock 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 running through your blood
There ain't no hiding the truth
It's just what we do
It's just what we do

Yeah, it's just what we do
Yeah, it's just what we do
Yeah, it's just what we do
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Copyrights:

Author: Brian Kelley (3), Rodney Clawson, Tyler Hubbard

Composer: Tyler Hubbard, Brian Kelley, Rodney Clawson

Publisher: Universal Republic Records

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Released in: 2012

Language: English

Appearing on: Here's To The Good Times / This Is How We Roll (2013)

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