Turn Up the Night

Check Bottleneck What up son? What you doin' boy? Gettin' it Yeah! We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Baby, I'm the parkin' lot junkie Pull up in something stuntin' with both my Mickey T's rubbin' Mossberg in the back if you wanna get it sluggin' And when I'm sipping a Jim Beam, I tend to get destructive Hell I'll reckon y'all, comin' like a wrecking ball Don't bother nobody, but can Connor McGregor your ass a broken jaw Had 'em lookin' at me like, "Who the fuck is this guy?" Well, I'm Upchurch bitch and you're chicken my four-wheel drive And I don't change for nobody, not money, not fame No trucks, no girls, no TV, no way We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Yes sir brother, we gon' turn up the night Got a whole case of beer and a gallon of shine Everybody lookin' when we pull in the scene And got every Average Joe wanna jump on the team (ha-ha) We keep the parkin' lot poppin' and the mud holes hot And you know the beat knocks when the new shit drops (woo) Just sipping out my cup in the bed of my truck (that's right) And I'm drinkin' on the shine, testin' my luck I'm hoping that the law don't take me to jail (aww, shit) We gon' turn up the night and chase some more tail We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Aww, shit We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we we we) We gon' turn up the night