Muziekvideo
Topsongs van Thomas Rhett
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Rhett
Vocals
Matt Dragstrem
Programming
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Chris Kimmerer
Drums
Josh Reedy
Background Vocals
Hardy
Vocals
Patrick Droney
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter
Matt Dragstrem
Songwriter
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Josh Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Producer
Matt Dragstrem
Producer
Joe Baldridge
Recording Engineer
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Josh Ditty
Assistant Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Scott Cooke
Editing Engineer
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Songteksten
What do you do when you got ain't nothing to do?
You put on my smell good, tuck them jeans down in them boots, ay
You hit the drive through, you get the number five
You hit the cornfield up in them four-wheel drive
Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti
Everybody's circled up in a Ford or Chevy
Talking Bud Light or heavy
Cranking Hank or Petty
The good times just ain't ready
'Til you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down
Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jar
And pass it 'round
'Til we riding white lightning, that's when everybody vibing
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceiling
Raise 'em up
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night when we put it on ice
Uh, yo, what do you do when you get through that 9-to-5 sick?
Backing up tractors stacking hay bales to the sky, yeah
You hit the Mapco, you lay the cash down
You got a 24 laying in the back now
Girls bring the pretty, boys bring the Yeti
Everybody's circled up in a Ford or Chevy
Talking Bud Light or heavy
Cranking Hank or Petty
The good times just ain't ready
'Til you put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down
Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jar
And pass it 'round
'Til we riding white lightning, that's when everybody vibing
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceiling
Raise 'em up
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night when we put it on ice (yeah)
Ooh-ooh
Oh-oh, yeah
Can't you feel it getting louder now, louder now?
Go and pour yourself another round, another round
Can't you feel it getting louder now, louder now?
If you see it getting watered down
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And drink it down (let's go)
Grab your girl, tip your hat, grab that jar
And pass it 'round
'Til we riding white lightning (until we riding white lightning), that's when everybody vibing (we vibing)
Put it on ice, put it on ice, put it on ice
And fill your cup
'Til it's spilling, catch that feeling to the ceiling
Raise 'em up (raise 'em up)
We getting lit up like a downtown light
Yeah, we heating up the night when we put it on ice
Oh-oh, you put it on ice
Ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Josh Thompson, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Thomas Rhett Akins
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