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Download another hot clean free mp3 audio song lyrics meaning by Florida Georgia Line and this music is titled “This is How We Roll ft. Luke Bryan”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his old trended album which is titled ‘Here’s to the Good Times’ which was released in the year “2013”.

 

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LYRICS

 

The mixtape’s got a little Hank, little Drake

A little something bumping, thumb-thumping on the wheel ride

The mix in our drink’s a little stronger than you think

So get a grip, take a sip of that feel right

The truck’s jacked up, flat bills flipped back

Yeah, you can find us where the party’s at

 

This is how we roll

We hanging ’round singing out everything on the radio

We light it up with our hands up

This is how we roll

This is how we do

We’re burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon, baby

This is how we roll

 

Yeah, baby, this is how we roll

We rollin’ into town

With nothing else to do we take another lap around

Yeah, holler at your boy if you need a ride

Let’s go

If you roll with me, yeah, you know we rollin’ high

Up on them 37 Nittos, windows tinted hard to see though

How fresh my baby is in the shotgun seat, oh

Damn!

Them kisses are for me though,

Automatic like a free throw

This life I live it might not be for you

But it’s for me though

Let’s roll!

 

This is how we roll

We hanging round singing out everything on the radio

We light it up with our hands up

This is how we roll

This is how we do

When the world turns ugly I just turn and look at you, baby

This is how we roll

 

LB, go on sing it to ’em!

 

[Luke Bryan:]

Yeah, we’re proud to be young

We stick to our guns

We love who we love and we wanna have fun

Yeah, we cuss on them Mondays

And pray on them Sundays

Pass it around and we dream about one day

 

‘Cause this is how we roll

Come ya’ll

We hanging ’round singing out everything on the radio

Get your hands up, get your hands up, get your hands up

We light it up with our hands up

 

This is how we roll

This is how we ride

We slingin’ up the mud, cuttin’ through the countryside,

Baby, this is how we roll

 

Yeah, this is how we roll

This is how we roll

Yeah, baby

Yeah, LB

Let’s go

 

Yeah, this is how we roll

This is how we do

We’re burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon,

Baby, this is how we roll

BK, Tyler, LB, baby

One more time

Let’s go

Yeah, this is how we roll

Download another hot clean free mp3 audio song lyrics meaning by Florida Georgia Line and this music is titled “Dirt”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his old trended album which is titled ‘Anything Goes’ which was released in the year “2014”.

 

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You get your hands in it

Plant your roots in it

Dusty headlight, dance with your boots in it

(Dirt)

You write her name on it

Spin your tires on it

Build your cornfield, whiskey, bonfires on it

(Dirt)

You bet your life on it, yeah

It’s that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You’ve mixed some sweat with it

Taken a shovel to it

You’ve stuck some crosses

And some painted goal posts through it

(Dirt)

You know you came from it

(Dirt)

And some day you’ll return to

This elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

(Dirt)

You know you came from it

(Dirt)

And some day you’ll return to

This elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You know you came from it

And some day you’ll return to it