[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