Lyrics Lose Control - Charlie Farley

Lose Control

Get crazy-azy, lose your mind
Get shady-ady, ain’t got time for maybe, baby
It is time to let loose and lose control
And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords
Out here makin' noise
Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal
Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout
Chicks that drink up and throw down
Now let loose and lose control
Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)
And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)
Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)
So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)
I’m buckwild, wild buck 'cause I’m throwin' down
My old stuff is old news now
I’m habanero, jalapeno, hot so crank it up-up-up-up
'Til the speakers blow (blow)
Then throw it in your buddy’s truck and crank it again
Put a drank in your hand and Hank it up
I’m whiskey bent, hellbound, call my friends, Hellhounds
We in love with that shell sound
So we shootin' while ridin' around (round)
In the child size tonka toy (toy) make a donkey noise (oonk)
'Cause a Charlie Farley clique always act an ass
Better call in sick 'cause this night is gon' last
Way past six so just dip in that stash
Get lit quick while I mash that gas
Hoppin' all off in the mud hole (hole)
Pedal to the floor, pedal, pedal to the floor (vroom)
Slingin' mud, gettin' drunk, chick in the backseat
Losin' control
And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords
Out here makin' noise
Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal
Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout
Chicks that drink up and throw down
Now let loose and lose control
Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)
And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)
Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)
So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)
Let’s go nutso and let those cold beer flow
'Til my guts get so tip top full they explode
No, it’s no question, it’s a muscle
Get you a bull stretch and throw my soul
Beer makes my boat float
I’m in my truck when I’m on that dirt road
Ain’t a problem with the water in the passenger seat
Two chains in the wench, two waterlogged feet
Too deep in the water but let it off or release that gas
If I do or die so I got the passenger passin' me
'Til we get out in the dry, alright
Bad to the bone, b-b-b-b-bad like the Thorogood song
Jammin' Johnny Cash 'til the cows come home
'Cause the Man in Black still owns that song
Boy, I’m shootin' shots
There’s something else you can’t in parking lots
Like what (what)
The fifty cal round sound off miss and still split the cow
Pedal to the floor, pedal, pedal to the floor (vroom)
Slingin' mud, gettin' drunk, chick in the backseat
Losin' control
And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords
Out here makin' noise
Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal
Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout
Chicks that drink up and throw down
Now let loose and lose control
Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)
And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)
Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)
So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)