Party Up

Album: Ready Set Roll (2013)
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  • We gonna melt some ice
    We gonna roll the dice
    We gonna slip and slide on into paradise
    We gonna grind some gears
    We gonna ring some ears
    We gonna drink some beers
    'Til they disappear

    Turn the party up
    Drink the good times down
    Little buzz in ya cup
    Will hit ya, get ya space bound
    Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
    Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
    And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
    Yeah, we gonna fly with them 747's
    Get high (high)
    Gonna kill another six pack just to watch it die
    Turn the party up, up, up
    Turn the party up, up, up, up

    We gonna make it rain
    We gonna spit some game
    Girl, there ant no shame in the walk of fame
    We gonna push our luck
    We gonna bump the truck
    The backseat's what's up, yeah, ah shit

    Turn the party up
    Drink the good times down
    Little buzz in ya cup
    Will hit ya, get ya space bound
    Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
    Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
    And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
    Yeah, we gonna fly with them 747's
    Get high (high)
    Gonna kill another six pack just to watch it die
    Turn the party up, up, up
    Turn the party up, up, up, up

    (Ah yeah)
    (Let's get weird with it)
    (Colt Ford, turns this thing up, mate)

    Hey pretty girl, tell me what you think
    Let this country boy, pour you a drink
    Crank this party up and let's ride
    Miles of moonlight by my side
    Old dirt roads go straight to heaven
    Forget tomorrow tonight were livin'
    Crank this party up to eleven
    Forget tomorrow tonight we're livin'

    Turn the party up
    Drink the good times down
    Little buzz in ya cup
    Will hit ya, get ya space bound
    Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
    Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
    And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
    Yeah, we gonna fly with them 747's
    Get high (high)
    Gonna kill another six pack just to watch it die
    Turn the party up, up, up
    Turn the party up, up, up, up

    (I got what you need, what you need, what you need)
    (Country girl, do your thing, do your thing, do your thing) Writer/s: Blair Daly, Chase Rice, Colt Ford, Ross Copperman
    Publisher: AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Downtown Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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