| Yeah
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| Let’s get it
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts
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| Everybody yellin' «yee-haw,» red cup full of that bull frog
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| We in the woods just raisin' hell, there’s white trash shakin' everywhere
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| She’s bonified country folk, Dixie fried, southern grown
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| Yeah, you know we party hard, catch a buzz, blow some smoke
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| So put your drink up in the sky, lets waller in the country side
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| Camouflage, muddy boots, cuttin' loose is what we do
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| By the fire them donkey shakers, speakers quakin', bucks are chasin'
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| Yeah, you can bet your ass there’s gonna be some hell raisin'
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts (Yee-haw)
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts
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| Hell yeah we’re drinkin' beer, passin' 'round big jars of clear
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| Gettin' right out in the pines and out here ain’t no closin' time
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| You’ll party 'til the day light, poppin' Skynard, let it ride
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| Country folk gettin' down turnt like a drop tine
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| Honkey tonkin', redneckin', country livin', yep we reppin'
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| Big trucks slingin' mud, dippin' in them dirty Yeti’s
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| The party has started, don’t be late and shut the gate
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| A little bit of country, a little bit of hick-hop that’s all it takes
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| Hey
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts (Yee-haw)
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts (Come on everybody)
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| All my southern boys and girls
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| Gather 'round 'cause it’s your world
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| Crank it up we gon' get loose
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| If you rockin' flip flops or cowboy boots
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| Just find your spot, pitch your tent
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| Pour your drink, let’s get bent
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| If you black out blame Bottleneck
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| He brought the jars, whatcha expect?
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| That’s what you get for lettin' a redneck
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| Country party this side down south in the sun
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| Gonna be a fist fight and a bunch of drunks
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| Dancin' on beat, hell of a lot of fun
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| Sun go down, booty shake time
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| Let’s have a contest, girl, let your lights shine
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| Back it up one time drop that behind
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| If you a Dixie dime, Dixie dime
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party, party, party
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts (Yee-haw)
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| It’s a party down south, put your drink in the sky
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| It’s a party down south, big trucks ridin' high
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| It’s a party down south, where we like to sling mud
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| It’s a party down south, drop it low in them ruts |