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Girl On The Radio Florida Georgia Line break, lovers Shirt hanging off a tree I'm thinkin' 'bout Brown skin, blue eyes, pink toes, red sky You hanging onto me Cause you're the girl on the radio The radio, everybody singing 'bout you tonight Smile Florida Georgia Line your pretty head on my shoulder For a while and find your jam on my radio dial Girl all I want, is just to see you smile That pretty little smile I'll take you out there, in the middle of nowhere Let down Cruise (Remix) (Feat. Nelly) Florida Georgia Line radio up Yeah when I first saw that bikini top on her She's poppin' right out of the South Georgia water Thought Oh good Lord she had them long tanned legs Couldn't help myself so I walked up and said Get Your Shine On Florida Georgia Line Strawberry shimmer on hot lips Silver buckle hangin' off her hips I sparkle when she smiles Shinedown on the radio dial Homemade jar o' lemon drop take a sip Don't stop girl you know I love it when you Summer Jam (feat. Florida Georgia Line) (Feat. Florida Georgia Line) Jake Owen You're the flops on my feet The top down on my jeep You're the watermelon sticky lip Kiss on my cheek You're the kick in the cup Pretty girl, you know what's up You a skinny little dip in the creek You're This Is How We Roll (Feat. Luke Bryan) Florida Georgia Line The mixtape's got a little Hank little Drake A little something bumping thump thumping on the wheel ride The mix in our drink's a little stronger than you think So get a grip take a sip of that feel Tell Me How You Like It (Album Version) Florida Georgia Line Do you like a little kick in your coke Do you like it goin' up in smoke Do you like it on a gravel road We can keep it on the down low [Chorus] Tell me how you like it (tell me how you like it Tell Me How You Like It Florida Georgia Line Do you like it when the meter's jumpin' You like the sound of them horses runnin' Do you like it when the tweeter's tweetin' Do you like it when the back seat's bumpin' Do you like a little kick in your Round Here Florida Georgia Line Hammerin’ a nail Stackin’ them bales I’m dog tired by the 5 o’clock hour But I’m ready to raise some hell And Jesse’s gettin’ ready I’m gassin’ up the Chevy I’m gonna pick her up at 6 I hope she Sippin' On Fire Florida Georgia Line and round the truth, like we been doin Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and Dance For Me Florida Georgia Line me, dance for me Throw it on the floor for me Dance for me, dance for me Yeah come on girl Get your hands in the air Shake it down like you just don't care We can do a little double dare That's it right Good Good Florida Georgia Line Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Pretty thing you're making me go back Looking like a Shania Twain throwback Picture perfect girl I gotta post that Sippin' 7 and 7 in your 7 jeans Put on a Sippin’ On Fire (Album Ver.) Florida Georgia Line and round the truth, like we been doin Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and Rolling The Woodpile Santiano Rollin the whole world round That fine gal o' mine's on the Georgia line! And we'll roll the woodpile down! Here's To The Good Times Florida Georgia Line Let’s turn it up loud, mix it up strong Lean it back slow, get your feel good on Cut ’em off short, roll it up tight Let it unwind tonight Drop down the top down on the Pontiac Where ever you Dayum, Baby (Album Version) Florida Georgia Line Wait baby, listen you got me twistin' watching you sippin' on that drink I saw you smile back and I didn't miss that "it's on a little later on" wink And your song comes on, you dance along I can't It'z Just What We Do Florida Georgia Line Game changed and the rain came and we took it down a back road. Georgia clay mudhole, that's how these boys roll Now it's late night underneath the moonlight. Every Night Florida Georgia Line I don't want to wait until it's friday Before we hit it sideways I'm out in your driveway right now And we ain't gotta wait until it's your birthday I'm already thirsty, time to shut the workday on down Like You Ain’t Even Gone Florida Georgia Line I still go riding around town With the windows down and your feet up on my dash Got your rays on and my hands back and we're feeling cool as cash The night is on, like you ain't even gone You go sliding Sun Daze Florida Georgia Line I'm gonna wear my flip flops and I'm gonna play some flipcup and Rock a little bit of hip hop and Haggard and Jagger And throw a 20 on the corn hole game If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid The way that Angel Florida Georgia Line I know you love a little late night Just me and you glowing with the brake light Silhouettes sipping with a halo Anything you want, girl, just say so A little whisper off your lips, yeah Said you're ready Stay Florida Georgia Line stay I can`t go another day without you Would it make you make you wanna stay Girl you gotta know I love you My heart`s on my sleeve but it`s turning back I guess I know what it feels like it to be Tip It Back Florida Georgia Line When you got a rockin' chair on your front porch Tip it back When you got a Georgia Bulldog ball cap Tip it back When you're parked back off a dirt road in your girlfriend's Cadillac Find that H.O.L.Y. Florida Georgia Line .\" When the sun had left and the winter came And the sky thought to only bring the rain I sat in darkness All broken hearted I couldn\'t find a day I didn\'t feel alone I never meant to cry, started Anything Goes Florida Georgia Line Alabama on the boombox baby ‘Bout to get a little boondock crazy Big stars breaking out through the indigo Chevy wind comin' in and stereo Tail lights dissapear in bout a mile or so Down a county Confession Florida Georgia Line for a shooting star and stare Off at the headlights on the highway That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there's a crack in the reflection This is just a moonlight soaked, ring Smoke Florida Georgia Line Laying back against this windshield Parked out in this Georgia red field This is where we burn our summer nights Moonlit lipstick kisses on the hood of that Tacoma We were seventeen, going on free and Party People Florida Georgia Line Hey hey hey hey Where my party people Oh oh oh oh Put the stereo on the roof and crank the JBLs (Give me something with a backbeat With country in the rap beat And twist it on up to 10) And Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer Florida Georgia Line Well daisy duke peek-a-boo I might've learned a thing or two On a Friday night joyride Out there on the county line Drag racin' 'til the blue lights chase us And we scattered like sparks from That’s What's Up Florida Georgia Line When the sun comes up We party down We got that music way up loud And all the girls Hanging out of the truck Singing hey, that's what's up A little bit of Southern on the rocks A little bit of Skynyrd