Yeah

Party like a hillbilly buzzin' like a chainsaw

Lookin' for a Betty that can cook like my mamaw

Pass the bong, rock and roll, sticky icky Crown and Coke

Feelin' good, head to toe, crank it up, here we go

Ba-backroad beats, backroad beauties

Hoss cats and lil' cuties

Cuttin' brush and big booty

Divorce court or Judge Judy

Now she single, ready to mingle

Wanna snow, Kris Kringle

Know my pockets got the jingle

Keep 'em stacked like some Pringles

Light 'em up, takin' shots like I'm shootin' skeets

'Bout to have a ball with my dogs from the windows to the wall

Shootin' Jack (Shootin' Jack) wear the crown (Wear the crown)

Pass the bourbon and the shine if you down

If you down we turn it up 'til the rooster sing

Last dance with Mary Jane

Chiefin' like an Indian, smokin' like a freight train

Breakin' down beats, take and make the track shake

Take it to the street, back roads, and the tailgate

We came to rock (Rock) 'cause now we on a roll (Roll)

So we ain't turnin' down (No) until it's time to go (Go)

So pour another round, line 'em up in a row

If you're here to have fun then go on and let me know

Let me hear you say

Turn up, turn up, turn up, let's go

I came to rock this party, pull up in a white horse

N-not takin' off my shades, I'm extra saucy

I feel like Pablo, these shots are goin' down like swish

It's only ten o'clock, already drank a fifth

I party like a rockstar, rollin' up some kush

I might just take off my shirt and show my tush

I just got a text, bad bitches pullin' up

They bringin' six bottles, you know we turnin' up

That cranberry and vodka got me off of my rocker

You don't want no static 'cause I'm in here deep with my partners

Been a long week out gettin' it, so we in here just kickin' it

Straight shots of that hard liquor, ain't no time for sippin' it

Tryna turn up and ball out 'til I'm way too drunk to walk out

Be at work on Monday 'cause hustlers don't call out

O-G still in my prime, shots of Tequila, I'ma chase it with lime

V.I.P. we don't wait in the line

That's our name out front on the sign

We came to rock (Rock) 'cause now we on a roll (Roll)

So we ain't turnin' down (No) until it's time to go (Go)

So pour another round, line 'em up in a row

If you're here to have fun then go on and let me know

Let me hear you say

Turn up, turn up, turn up, let's go

We ain't turnin' down for nothin', we came to rock and roll

We gon' burn this mutha down so tell these folks stop, drop, and roll

We gon' leave it up in smoke at least from all this dro we blow

Mess with the bull you'll get the horns and this ain't my first rodeo

So tell my people lock and load we're headed up to Bowling Green

Hit 'em with the track to make 'em lean back and shoulder lean

Ridin' high on 65 off 409 twangin' 'round

Introducin' thirteen score, the hottest thing around

My cup full of that bourbon, that pappy got me on cloud nine

We ain't leavin' no time soon consider this here halftime

Few more shots and my head spinnin'

I'm grinnin' man 'cause we stay lit

Look in the sky, I stay high, like way high, spaceship

Man y'all know we got raw throwed with

That sticky green call it blue grass

Spendin' money from '03 but had a good year that's new cash

Yeah, I'm buyin' out the bar man before we go

So if you're ready let me know, let me know

We came to rock (Rock) 'cause now we on a roll (Roll)

So we ain't turnin' down (No) until it's time to go (Go)

So pour another round, line 'em up in a row

If you're here to have fun then go on and let me know

Let me hear you say

Turn up, turn up, turn up, let's go

Turn Up

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