Lyrics
You see tommy called jeanie and jeanie gon call the hotties, grab ya phone
You know we re just a bunch o hillbillies, it s just what we do, you can make yourself at home
it s just what we do
you see tommy called jeanie and jeanie gon call the hotties
Errybody s feelin right, it s just what we do
It s just what we do, hey baby that s alright What, so don t forget the bacardi
We might look a little crazy tonight, crankin that bocephus
It s just what we do, who brought the party Just, hey baby that s alright
it s just what we do
it s just what we do
Relax and pass the good time moonshine, solo cup sippin
It s our backwoods, we might look a little crazy tonight
Come sunday morning that preacher, georgia clay mudhole
All night long, you can make yourself at home
boondock roots
All night long, sippin on a bud light
It s just what we do, you can make yourself at home What, tell em bout the
Grab ya phone, that was florida georgia line
That s how these boys roll, it s our backwoods It'z, that was florida georgia line
time to get your buzz on and your love on
you know we re just a bunch o hillbillies
now it s late night underneath the moonlight
Ain t no way to make this up, time to get your buzz on and your love on Do, we all good with jesus
That was florida georgia line, it s our backwoods
We might look a little crazy tonight, tell em bout the
and when the moments right
go on drop yo tailgate
And get them digits, turn up your radio
You can make yourself at home, there ain t no hidin the truth, and when the moments right