[Verse 1]
You know Tommy going to trick his truck
Jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tip
Spit shining like a diamond
Game changed and the rain came
And we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mud hole, that is how these boys roll
Now it is late night underneath the moonlight
Everybody is feeling right, sipping on a bud light
Go on drop your tailgate, turn up your radio
I'ma build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
[Interlude]
Kick back, relax, you know we are just a bunch o hillbillies
Tip back a cup a Jack and throw your hands up with me
[Chorus]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
Hey baby, that is alright
It is our backwoods, boondocks roots; it is just what we do
It is just what we do
Hey, there is no way to make this up
When it is running through your blood
There is no hiding the truth
It is just what we do
It is just what we do
Yeah, it is just what we do
[Verse 2]
You see Tommy called Jenny
And Jenny going to call the hotties
To tell them about the party
So do not forget the Bacardi
Time to get your buzz on and your love on
All night long
And if you play your hand right
You would not have to go home alone
Six string picking, solo cup sipping
And when the moments right
Grab your phone and get them digits
Cranking that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus
Come Sunday morning that preacher, he about to preach it
Kick back, relax and pa** the good time moonshine
Who brought the party? Damn, that was Florida Georgia Line
[Chorus]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
Hey baby, that is alright
It is our backwoods, boondocks roots; it is just what we do
It is just what we do
Hey, there is no way to make this up
When it is running through your blood
There is no hiding the truth
It is just what we do
It is just what we do
Yeah, it is just what we do