歌詞

It's Jeffree Charles featuring Steven Ice Buck Powell, Lets Jam.
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
It's the weekend baby, i'm in a grown folks mood, when i hear that poppin' sound, it makes my body move. Dirty south steppin' ya'll, where the party people play.
Down South them Auntees they lookin' good all day, lookin' all good.
I'm drinkin that Corn Liquor headed to a soul show. I jump in that truck they jammin' JC
Ice Buck on the Radio
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
Thank God it's Friday off work i'm bout' to have fun. When i git to the house ya'll, I'm gonna pour me one. Slip on my boots, grab my hat, I gotta leave the house some time.
And when i see them line dancers, i just fall in line. They steppin' in the evening, steppin' at night, she got them boots on the ground and her country body right.
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
It's the Southern Soul Jam
Everybody walk your body, everybody walk...Everybody walk yea.
I say, Everybody walk your body, everybody walk...Everybody walk it ya'll
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
Hey, heyeee hey, heyee hey hey, gone and slap them fans, ladies do your dance its the Southern Soul Jam
THIS IS A SOUTHERN SOUL JAM
Written by: Charles Jeffrey Martin, Lennard Ari Thomas, Riley Smith, Terrell Natasha Powell
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