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

is how we roll We hanging round singing out everything on the radio We light it up with our hands up This is how we roll This is how we do We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon

Florida Luke Temple

Florida don’t your daddy get you down That good in you will make it easier somehow You woke up this morning Praying it would snow You won’t do too good in the cold you know Whatever it is that makes you

Cruise (Remix) (Feat. Nelly) Florida Georgia Line

Baby you a song You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin' stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you And this brand new Chevy with a lift kit Would

Harvest Time Luke Bryan

peanut dust and corn husks driftin' through the air tonight The marchin' band's warmin' up under the football lights There's tractor trailers backed up down by the elevator Train track grain car will roll

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

you're timeless It's easy living right beside you We got it, whatever we go through, baby Life is a honeymoon, we're gonna live it Let love keep us lifting, my dear Turn up a summer tune, we're gonna kick

Welcome To The Farm Luke Bryan

We've been up here in this city Livin' in the grease and grime Girl, it's a doggone pity We ain't been gettin' anytime I've been preachin' 'bout back home How it can make you feel so alive Tell you what

Muckalee Creek Water Luke Bryan

It flows underneath the 32 bridge And cuts through the heart of South Georgia Big copperheads and mean wild pigs And gators in the weeds waitin' for ya I leave my phone in the truck I leave my truck at

Sunburnt Lips Luke Bryan

Back again in the back of this pasture Sweatin' bad in the cab of this tractor I oughta be worried about the rain The last hundred rows could've been a little straighter Guess I'll be hittin' them again

She Get Me High Luke Bryan

Find me a place in the sand Clean these old shades off Damn, y'all don't understand All she wants to do is dance She get me high She get me low She got the key to this old bronco In her bare feet, or in

Rolling The Woodpile Santiano

Rollin the whole world round That fine gal o' mine's on the Georgia line! And we'll roll the woodpile down!

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,

Play It Again Luke Bryan

She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate I was lookin' for her boyfriend Thinkin', no way she ain't got one Soon as I sat down I was fallin' in love Tryin' to

It'z Just What We Do Florida Georgia Line

(Don't act like ya'll didn't know this wasn't comin') Alright [Verse 1:] You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time, Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin like a diamond.

Drink A Beer Luke Bryan

When I got the news today I didn't know what to say So I just hung up the phone I took a walk to clear my head This is where the walking led Can't believe you're really gone Don't feel like going home

Good Lookin' Girl Luke Bryan

Oh, good lookin' girl You don't know what you do You don't know how bad you turn me on You don't know what it does You don't know how you don't do no wrong You got me wrapped around your little finger

We Run This Town Luke Bryan

Seventeen, we owned those streets Parking lot, that was our spot That's where we'd always meet And we'd roll on out in a pickup truck parade Stake our claim with a fire in a field in the middle of Nowhere

Home Alone Tonight (Feat. Karen Fairchild) Luke Bryan

Oh Oh What you doing in this pace Well I could probably ask you the same thing Another round, girl, what you think If you're buying, well you know I'll drink So make a seven and seven Do you want it on

What Is It With You Luke Bryan

Girl, there ain't no way you don't know how pretty you are Every mirror in this two lane town knows the trouble you cause I'd give anything to take that beer back I sent your way I shoulda just took a

Lil Bit (FGL Remix) Nelly, Florida Georgia Line

Ah yeah We back (Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah) Aye, what's up baby, how you doing? Where you come from and what's your name?

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

song Yeah so damn easy to sing along I don't need a guitar or a band Cause baby you're my Summer Jam Don't need no Sweet Home Alabam' I don't want a Jukebox, baby I don't need a beat to dance All I need is

Rain Is a Good Thing Luke Bryan

corn, corn makes whiskey Whiskey makes my baby, feel a little frisky Back roads are boggin' up, my buddies pile up in my truck We hunt our hunnies down, we take 'em into town Start washin' all our worries

Kick The Dust Up Luke Bryan

money grow Tractors, plows with flashing lights Backin up a two lane road They take one last lap around That sun up high goes down And then it's on, come on, girl, kick it on back Z71 like a Cadillac We

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

Yeah you learn to fly and if you can't then you just free fall May we all May we all get to see those fields of green turn gold Watch a marching band play with the harvest moon coming up And know that

In Love With The Girl Luke Bryan

It feels like I woke up one morning And it all changed without warning I don't know how our paths crossed But all I know is I've been lost Now it's hard to think That we were ever strangers Was it the

Just Over Luke Bryan

She called and said she wanted to see me I say, Yeah, that's fine, baby, drop on by I figured I could make it better Just like every other time we had this fight Of all the kind of over it could've been

I Don\'t Want This Night to End Luke Bryan

I\'m so glad you trusted me, this light up on this dusty sea. And let your hair down, and get outta town. Got the stars comin\' out, Over my moon. And all I know now. Is it\'s going good.

Scarecrows Luke Bryan

keep our boots and our roots in these cornrows Where we threw down and we passed it around every Friday night Just some old plowboys pretending we're cowboys We came from nothing, oh, but look at us now

Walk Away (Feat. Florida Georgia Line) Nelly

to feel safe now I'm danger to you When you had to leave without a warning Such a whirlwind, I want my girlfriend Party on ten, I can't even pretend You used to love me and now you want him [Hook: Florida

Every Night Florida Georgia Line

can get to feeling alright right now Turn it on baby til the sun burns out You ain't gotta say it girl, I know what you like We do this every night Yeah on this trail trail, a little something to sip

Girl On The Radio Florida Georgia Line

thinkin' 'bout Brown skin, blue eyes, pink toes, red sky You hanging onto me Cause you're the girl on the radio The radio, everybody singing 'bout you tonight You're the song on the stereo, the stereo We

Suntan City Luke Bryan

It was bumper to bumper when I hit that county So I stopped and let the top down Speakers where a bumpin', Little hip-hop somethin' I was stirrin' up a coke and crown Didn't even check in the room, We

Sun Daze Florida Georgia Line

wear my favorite shades and get stoned Work a little less play a little more That's what this day is for And all I wanna do is lace my J's and lace some Jack in my Coke Work on my laid back ain't

Tell Me How You Like It Florida Georgia Line

can keep it on the down low Tell me how you like it tell me how you like it You know I wanna try it know I wanna try it Baby if you don't mind it if you don't mind it We can kick it down in four and you

Dirt Road Diary Luke Bryan

Me and daddy'd ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet Old lab would jump out the back and fetch them up We'd drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial

Lil Bit Nelly, Florida Georgia Line

Talk to 'em (uh, uh, uh, uh) Haha Yeah, runnin' all red lights Pull up to the club, just to get, just to get ahead, right I do this shit er'ry night You can call it limelight, I'ma call it my life

Wild Weekend Luke Bryan

We've been gettin' beat up by this ol' life Seems all we got left is Friday and Saturday night And sometimes Sunday if Monday is a holiday I got a bunch of buddies I ain't seen in a while I got some good

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

Do you like a little kick in your coke Do you like it goin' up in smoke Do you like it on a gravel road We can keep it on the down low [Chorus] Tell me how you like it (tell me how you like it

Huntin', Fishin' And Lovin' Every Day Luke Bryan

worry about the price of gas I'd be wheeling and dealing and sitting there reeling 'em in [Chorus] A huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day That's the prayer that a country boy prays Thank God He made me this

Cold Beer Drinker Luke Bryan

Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll.

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

Been There, Done That Luke Bryan

just slam the door and leave in my truck There ain't nothin' left for us I think enough's enough I look down see your name there on my phone Then I hit ignore and just drive on We've been living like this

Country Girl (Shake It For Me) Luke Bryan

Hey girl Go on now You know you've got everybody looking Got a little boom in my big truck Gonna open up the doors and turn it up Gonna stomp my boots in the Georgia mud Gonna watch you make me fall in

Party People (Feat. Jaren Johnston) Florida Georgia Line

night Hey hey hey hey Where my party people Oh oh oh oh Monday's so far away All my party people Oh let's go, well come on Yeah we're gonna rock rock Do a lotta shot shots Someone tell the clock clock We

Blood Brothers Luke Bryan

We were as young as we were dumb When we piled in an old pile of junk It was one for all, and all for one A bunch of outlaws without a gun Shootin' bad booze outta Dixie cups Chasin' every girl that wasn't

To The Moon And Back Luke Bryan

Earth To the moon and back Through all of the words The mean and the kind Through the strings that unravel And the ties that bind From the crazy and the different To the more of the same From the coast is

Crash My Party Luke Bryan

It don't matter what plans I got, I can break 'em Yeah, I can turn this thing around at the next red light And I don't mind telling all the guys I can't meet 'em Hell, we can all go raise some hell on

Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye Luke Bryan

All we do right is make love and We both know now that ain’t enough Ain’t gonna beg you to stay Ain't gotta ask you what's wrong Ain’t no reason running after something already gone Take off your leavin

Round Here Florida Georgia Line

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 fixed [CHORUS] The moon comes up and the sun goes down We

Out Like That Luke Bryan

We could head downtown? Or I can turn around, up here, on the right?

That’s What's Up Florida Georgia Line

box A little bit of running from the cops A pretty thing in a tank top Flashing red lights, run on through it Find the city limits sign and lose it Baby you a song, so sing along to it Cause you know how