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Testo Moonlight - Racket County feat. The Lacs & Hard Target

Testo della canzone Moonlight (Racket County feat. The Lacs & Hard Target), tratta dall'album Welcome to Dodge City

Yeah, ahh-ooh

Come on

Another shot of private stock, yeah, I'm the captain of this vessel

We gon' ride to Crooked River and do backflips up off the tressles

We a special kind of crazy, just young and feelin' free

Hold my beer and watch this, I'm fiddin' to zipline from this tree

'Cause back in the day it used to be Natty Light, on ice, dirt road

CD changer full of bangers, in the console got a blunt rolled

My better half she know I'm wild, she just shake her head and smile

And that look right there, means it's on, when we get home in a little while, yeah

'Cause she ain't never seen a truck sittin' high like this

She ain't never shot whiskey told to try a little sip

And baby girl you ain't never took a ride like this

We gon' cruise until the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

And we gon' cruise 'til the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, Lord

(Got me feelin' like a dog better roll when she calls)

Because I'm feelin' like a dog when I'm runnin' with my pack

For my baby girl I come right back

And we gon' holler at the moonlight

Yeah, we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

I'm fuelin' up that old F-250

All I need to know is you rollin' with me

Got fifty-five dollars in my bank account low (Bank account low)

And it don't matter we don't need it where we go (Where we go)

There ain't no cover charge down by the creek (Down by the creek)

And all we need is just a couple of sheets

And I ain't never met a girl (Girl) who liked it so cheap

And you ain't never met a guy (Guy) that's quite like me

A little creek side chillin' baby after it's dark

Or some gator slide sittin' just countin' them stars

Just a fine pine blowin' slow and steady tonight

A little muscadine wine are you ready to ride, now alright

'Cause she ain't never seen a truck sittin' high like this

She ain't never shot whiskey told to try a little sip

And baby girl you ain't never took a ride like this

We gon' cruise until the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

And we gon' cruise 'til the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, Lord

(Got me feelin' like a dog better roll when she calls)

Because I'm feelin' like a dog when I'm runnin' with my pack

For my baby girl I come right back

And we gon' holler at the moonlight

Yeah, we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

'Cause she a bad chick, cute in the face, thick in the back

But I'm the magic man, 'bout to pull a trick out of my hat

Told her I'm Ricky Bobby buddy, let's go racin' round in circles

Said I set that ass on fire, but I'll have you back by curfew

Then I, I take her ridin' but she just drivin' me crazy

While we cruisin' down a backroad, feel like we goin' eighty

My adrenaline is pumpin', I ain't settlin' for nothin'

While we holler at the moonlight, yellin' shit for nothin' like

Take a little sip swig pass it 'round 'til we get right

Find some old school country heads, flip the headlights

Let the moonshine take us on a country road ride

Just a kiss from her whiskey, lips blowin' my mind

I'm a late night river ridin' 'round with my chick

Tryna park and lay the seat back to see what I get

Got it down sun rises 'round 7:26

Plenty time to show you, you ain't met a guy like this

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

And we gon' cruise 'til the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

(Got me feelin' like a dog better roll when she calls)

Because I'm feelin' like a dog when I'm runnin' with my pack

For my baby girl I come right back

And we gon' holler at the moonlight

Yeah, we gon' holler at the moonlight

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

And we gon' cruise 'til the sun comes up

And we gon' holler at the moonlight, Lord

(Got me feelin' like a dog better roll when she calls)

Because I'm feelin' like a dog when I'm runnin' with my pack

For my baby girl I come right back

And we gon' holler at the moonlight

Yeah, we gon' holler at the moonlight, ooh

Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Michael Fleming, King Brian Andrew, Sharpe Robert Clayton, Wesley David Breit, Bennett Dustin Michael
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