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[Verse 1: Georgia Line]
There's boys, got the [?]
Get fifty-five to the
listen to that new school
Never of George or Allen
There's boys, wear the kind of boots
Who you supposed to get muddy
Ain't got a dog that outside
Ain't got a buddy named

[Pre-Chorus: Florida Line]
Yeah, I ain't hatin' on boys
up lockin' their doors
There's all of boys
Up the sun, son
But one's for...

[Chorus: Florida Georgia
boys
With southern drawl boys
Here before you
Rollin' off right
Man, that town is small
But you have a boys
alcohol on a Saturday night
Yeah, stuck, who you gon' call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' for?
One of them backroad
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Post-Chorus: Florida Georgia
Y'all
(Yo Hardy, go on tell 'em the girls one time)

2: Hardy]
'Cause there's those girls, like golden pearls
Dipping into fund money (Cha-ching!)
Yeah, the radio and the and Coke
Is the only they know country
grow up on no county road
They grew up on some
And think they know what kind of man
They want they meet

[Chorus: Georgia Line]
boys
With that drawl boys
Here you know
Rollin' off right
Man, that town is boys
But you have a ball
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' fall
One of backroad runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Bridge: Florida Georgia & Hardy]
Y'all
State trophy in the hall
Hangin' somethin' that you hunted on the wall
You with one of us, you get us all boys

[Chorus: Florida Georgia Line &
Yeah, all of boys
that southern drawl boys
Here before you
Rollin' off right
Man, that is small boys
But you a ball boys
alcohol
On a Saturday
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' fall
One of backroad runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Outro: Florida Georgia
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