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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Chant
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Jonathan Waggoner
Jonathan Waggoner
Basse
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Instrument à cordes
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Paroles/Composition
Brett James
Brett James
Paroles/Composition
Justin Weaver
Justin Weaver
Paroles/Composition
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Production
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Production complémentaire
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Scott Borchetta
Scott Borchetta
Production déléguée
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Yeah I see you and me ridin' like Bonnie and Clyde Goin' '95, burnin' down 129, yeah Lookin' for the law, while I push my luck She's ridin' shotgun like it ain't no thing Turn the radio up so the girl can sing right Pull into the party like, "Y'all what's up?" Tonight is bottoms up, up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town and get up Drop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin' at you like that Make ya wanna slide on in like, "Girl, what's up?" Yeah, tonight is bottoms up, up, up Get 'em up Tonight is bottoms up, up, up Get 'em up Damn Girl, I gotta tip my hat Never thought a country song would make you move like that, yeah And she's doin' it in Daisy Dukes, girl She's got ya tappin' on a boy's shoulder "Hey, dog check this out" And that's how girl do it in the Dirty South, yeah She'll have you on your knee, "Can I marry you?" And tonight is bottoms up, up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town and get up Drop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin' at you like that Make ya wanna slide on in like, "Girl, what's up?" Yeah, tonight is bottoms up, up, up Get 'em up Tonight is bottoms up, up, up Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up Get 'em up (Hey y'all, whatever ya sippin' on) (Get it up in the air one time) (Bottoms up) Let's give a toast to the good times All y'all, get your drinks up high Everybody feelin' alright Damn right 'Cause tonight it's bottoms up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town, and get up Drop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin' at you like that Make ya wanna slide on in like, "Girl, what's up?" Tonight is bottoms up, up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town, and get up Drop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin' at you like that Make ya wanna slide on in like, "Girl, what's up?" Yeah, tonight is bottoms up, up-up Get 'em up Tonight is bottoms up, up-up Get 'em up
Writer(s): Brett James, Brantley Keith Gilbert, Justin Michael Weaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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