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Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer Florida Georgia Line

Well daisy duke peek-a-boo I might've learned a thing or two On a Friday night joyride Out there on the county line Drag racin' 'til the blue lights chase us And we scattered like sparks from

Cruise Florida Georgia Line

Baby you a song You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Hey baby Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her She’s poppin’ right out of the South Georgia water Thought, "Oh, good Lord,

Summer Jam (feat. Florida Georgia Line) (Feat. Florida Georgia Line) Jake Owen

You're the flops on my feet The top down on my jeep You're the watermelon sticky lip Kiss on my cheek You're the kick in the cup Pretty girl, you know what's up You a skinny little dip in the creek You're

Smoke Florida Georgia Line

Laying back against this windshield Parked out in this Georgia red field This is where we burn our summer nights Moonlit lipstick kisses on the hood of that Tacoma We were seventeen, going on free and

Good Good Florida Georgia Line

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Pretty thing you're making me go back Looking like a Shania Twain throwback Picture perfect girl I gotta post that Sippin' 7 and 7 in your 7 jeans Put on a string, a little rip on the

Life Is A Honeymoon (Feat. Ziggy Marley) Florida Georgia Line

Every time I look in your eyes It's like you take me back to the islands You got me mile high cause you're my little pilot I'm smiling, no sand in the hour glass We can let the hours pass, baby, cause

Get Your Shine On Florida Georgia Line

get your shine on 'Cause you and me be rocking all night long Summer sky drippin' rhinestones Turn your party lights on Baby get your shine on shine on Baby get your shine on Silverado candy painted Ray

Rolling The Woodpile Santiano

Way down in Florida But give them yellow girls all your pay And we'll roll the woodpile down Rollin! Rollin! Rollin the whole world round That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line!

Tip It Back Florida Georgia Line

When you got a rockin' chair on your front porch Tip it back When you got a Georgia Bulldog ball cap Tip it back When you're parked back off a dirt road in your girlfriend's Cadillac Find that

Round Here Florida Georgia Line

Hammerin’ a nail Stackin’ them bales I’m dog tired by the 5 o’clock hour But I’m ready to raise some hell And Jesse’s gettin’ ready I’m gassin’ up the Chevy I’m gonna pick her up at 6 I hope she

Tell Me How You Like It (Album Version) Florida Georgia Line

Do you like it when the needle's jumpin'? You like the sound of them horses runnin'? Do you like it when the tweeter's tweetin'? Do you like it when the back seat's bumpin'?

Anything Goes Florida Georgia Line

road Phone blowing up where you is Baby sayin' baby let's do this Rocket in a bottle with a fuse lit Bout to lift it off I'm bout to twist it off Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin up

Girl On The Radio Florida Georgia Line

Well I'm talking 'bout a hometown A little party back in the pines I'm really thinkin' 'bout your house And your couch, and getting some On a Saturday night When I'm singing 'bout Whiskey, summer, spring

Tell Me How You Like It Florida Georgia Line

Do you like it when the meter's jumpin' You like the sound of them horses runnin' Do you like it when the tweeter's tweetin' Do you like it when the back seat's bumpin' Do you like a little kick in your

Like You Ain’t Even Gone Florida Georgia Line

I still go riding around town With the windows down and your feet up on my dash Got your rays on and my hands back and we're feeling cool as cash The night is on, like you ain't even gone You go sliding

Bumpin' The Night Florida Georgia Line

Flow your trouble like a champagne bubble, saying Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Two bottles of Bud Two speakers in the trunk Two people in love Just bumpin' the night Two crazy hearts Looking in the

That’s What's Up Florida Georgia Line

When the sun comes up We party down We got that music way up loud And all the girls Hanging out of the truck Singing hey, that's what's up A little bit of Southern on the rocks A little bit of Skynyrd

May We All (Feat. Tim McGraw) Florida Georgia Line

new one The sound of a quarter rollin' down a jukebox Play the Travis Tritt right above the 2Pac Hope you get lost down some road Slow rolling with the top off the back of a Bronco Buy a cold sixer with

Confession Florida Georgia Line

Rusty barbed wire lines these fields Gravel dust behind the wheels Drifting like my mind into the rearview Jet trails cutting across the sky I'm rolling through the open wide Searching for a song to drink

Every Night Florida Georgia Line

I don't want to wait until it's friday Before we hit it sideways I'm out in your driveway right now And we ain't gotta wait until it's your birthday I'm already thirsty, time to shut the workday on down

Here's To The Good Times Florida Georgia Line

Let’s turn it up loud, mix it up strong Lean it back slow, get your feel good on Cut ’em off short, roll it up tight Let it unwind tonight Drop down the top down on the Pontiac Where ever you

Angel Florida Georgia Line

I know you love a little late night Just me and you glowing with the brake light Silhouettes sipping with a halo Anything you want, girl, just say so A little whisper off your lips, yeah Said you're ready

Smile Florida Georgia Line

Got on my smell good, got a bottle of feel good Shining my wheels good, you're looking real good Take a stack of cash out, I'm bout to blast out Til I run the gas out, I'm going all out All I want to see

Sun Daze Florida Georgia Line

I'm gonna wear my flip flops and I'm gonna play some flipcup and Rock a little bit of hip hop and Haggard and Jagger And throw a 20 on the corn hole game If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid The way that

H.O.L.Y. Florida Georgia Line

.\" When the sun had left and the winter came And the sky thought to only bring the rain I sat in darkness All broken hearted I couldn\'t find a day I didn\'t feel alone I never meant to cry, started

Dance For Me Florida Georgia Line

It's not too late Let me take you on a midnight drive I might sound crazy baby Maybe somewhere under the stars In my car, in the dark We can park, I don't care what we do I just wanna see you Dance for

Party People Florida Georgia Line

Hey hey hey hey Where my party people Oh oh oh oh Put the stereo on the roof and crank the JBLs (Give me something with a backbeat With country in the rap beat And twist it on up to 10) And

This Is How We Roll (Feat. Luke Bryan) Florida Georgia Line

The mixtape's got a little Hank little Drake A little something bumping thump thumping on the wheel ride The mix in our drink's a little stronger than you think So get a grip take a sip of that feel

Sippin’ On Fire (Album Ver.) Florida Georgia Line

me like ice and whiskey With those blue fling looks that you give me You can't hide what's inside And it's killing me right now to see you wanna slip off with me again Why should we go round and round the

Sippin' On Fire Florida Georgia Line

me like ice and whiskey With those blue fling looks that you give me You can't hide what's inside And it's killing me right now to see you wanna slip off with me again Why should we go round and round the