Testo Tailgate - Colt Ford feat. The Lacs
Testo della canzone Tailgate (Colt Ford feat. The Lacs), tratta dall'album Ride Through the Country (Revisited)
Yeah Colt Ford
This is how we do it baby
This is our tailgate party
Y'all better come on
It's goin' down
We 'bout to back it on up in the parkin' lot
Got the beer on ice and the grill is hot
On your mark, get set, baby ready or not
We gonna get some
We got ribs and things, chicken and baked beans
Plates of styrofoam, we came to get it on
Daylight to dark, wherever we all park
Just get some 'cause everybody wants some
Tailgate
If you came here to party well baby don't worry
If you can't wait
We 'bout to get started so you better hurry up 'fore it's too late
So come on hon' this is gonna be fun
Let me pick up front and set your bump to my tailgate
I don't know how y'all do it
This is how we do it
Y'all come on
It ain't too late
I got the grill lit up
Come on
Pull up to the spot and drop the tailgate
Got cans in the back, a dog, and two chains
My feet just swing, I sit up tall
Gotta make a little room for them redneck broads
Like to get up in the back and just shake that thing
I kick back, smile, and just drink my drink
And I just think it's funny how it all goes down
You can drop a tailgate and then hitch your ride
Tailgate
If you came here to party well baby don't worry
If you can't wait
We 'bout to get started so you better hurry up 'fore it's too late
So come on hon' this is gonna be fun
Let me pick up front and set your bump to my tailgate
Yeah, this is how we do it
Tailgate anywhere baby
It don't matter
We got the cold beer in the truck
The grill
We get it on anywhere
Parkin' lot, football game
It don't matter, concert
This is what we do
Y'all come on down
In the Z71 or the F350
Got a cooler in the back, bunch of blondes ridin' with me
Got some gettin' tipsy and some gettin' busy
And the law likes watchin' so they ain't messin' with me
'Cause when we post up we make 'em, make 'em hold up
And when they hold up then they start to roll up
City of the mud, gettin' buck, gettin' crunk
It don't matter if you're stuck you can jump on up in my
Tailgate
If you came here to party well baby don't worry
If you can't wait
We 'bout to get started so you better hurry up 'fore it's too late
So come on hon' this is gonna be fun
Let me pick up front and set your bump to my tailgate
Come on dog
You just wanna have a little fun
I don't mean no harm
It ain't gonna be no problem
The law ain't goin' to nothin'
If they show up they gonna tailgate too
Everybody wanna be a part of this party
Come on
Yeah
Every day, all day
Come on
Come on and get some of this
Lord have mercy
This is how we tailgate party
See y'all at the next one
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Writer(s): Jason Brown, Jeremy Popoff, Jamey Johnson
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