Brantley Gilbert Small town throwdown текст песни, слова песни Small town throwdown Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert - Small town throwdown
Round these parts there aint much to do
except work like a dog til Friday
Punch that clock
cash that check raise a little hell til Sunday
Its about that time
(Thomas)Theres a party back in the woods tonight
Heard it thru the redneck grapevine
Gotta keg of beer and a buncha girls
Sure enough gunna be a goodtime
Chorus(Brantley And Thomas)It's a small town throwdown
Its time to tall boy up let them tailgates down
Yea Man its on tonight right into morning light
Crank that country up loud
It's a small town throwdown
Aye
(Justin)Ow we bout to throw it down son
Now We gota field ful of daisy dukes
Round here we know how to grow em
Rockin little body and long tan legs sure aint scared to show em nawh
(Brantley)Show a little son girl
Somebody said them city boys
riding around looking for some trouble
If they bring it cross that county line
ya know there's gonna be a rumble
Chorus(all 3)It's a small town throwdown
Its time to tall boy up let them tailgates down
Yea Man its on tonight right into morning light
Crank that country up loud
It's a small town throwdown
Come on
It's a small town (Justin)(small town)throwdown(Justin)(throwdown)
its time to tall boy up
let them tailgates down
yea man its on tonight
right in to the morning light
crank that country up loud(Justin) (crank it up loud)
it's a small town (Thomas)(it's a small town)throwdown(thomas)(throwdown)
it's a small town throwdown
its time to tall boy up
let them tailgates down
aw man its on tonight(Thomas)(its on tonight) right in the morning light
crank that country up loud
it's a small town throwdown
(Thomas Rhett) it's a small town throwdown
(Brantley)now that's country hahah (Justin Moore)son
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