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 right The truck's jacked up, flat bills flipped

cruise (itunes session) - florida georgia line baby you a song you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise yeah, when i first saw that bikini top on her she's poppin right out of the south georgia water thought, "oh, good lord, she had them lon

Wait baby, listen you got me twistin' watching you sippin' on that drink I saw you smile back and I didn't miss that "it's on a little later on" wink And your song comes on, you dance along I can't believe how bad you got me like Dayum, baby day

I'd sell my soul just to see your face. And I'd break my bones just to heal your pain. In these times I need a saving grace, but time is running out and I'm starting to lose my faith. But if I told you I loved you, would it make you want to stay? I'm

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 if the Neighbors disapprove Well they can go to Helena, Mont

Baby you a song You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Hey baby When I first saw that bikini top on her She's poppin' right out of the South Georgia water Thought ol' good lord she had them long tanned legs Couldn't help myself so I walked

Strawberry shimmer on hot lips, Silver buckle hangin' off her hips. I sparkle when she smiles. Shine down on the radio dial. Homemade jar, lemmon drop, take a sip. Don't stop girl, you know I love it when you get your - shine on! 'Cause you and me be

"Cruise" 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, she had them long tanned legs"

Girl you melt me like ice in whiskey With those blue flame looks that you give me You can't hide what's inside And it's killin' me right now to see You wanna slip off with me again [Chorus:] Why should we go 'round and 'round the truth Like we've bee

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's gonna wear the jeans with a tear That her mama never

You get your hands in it plant your roots in it Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt) You write your name on it, spin your tires on it Build your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it (dirt) You bet your life on it Is that an old shade Re

I'm gonna wear my flip-flops and I'm gonna play some flip-cup 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 it's going, the keg gon' be floating All I wann

Strawberry shimmer on hot lips, Silver buckle hangin' off her hips. Eyes sparkle when she smiles. Shinedown on the radio dial. Homemade jar o' lemon drop, take a sip. Don't stop girl, you know I love it when you get your shine on! 'Cause you and me b

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 wind up is where the party's at Break out the bottle of Ba