Raised On It-Sam Hunt

Raised On It

歌手:Sam Hunt

时间:2020-05-22

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Raised On It - Sam Hunt

Lyrics by:Sam Hunt/Zach Crowell/Jerry Flowers

Composed by:Sam Hunt/Zach Crowell/Jerry Flowers

Snap backs and Levi jeans

Pbr and burnt CDs

Running for the grass on the hot concrete

Still working on our summer feet

Cheap gas and ready ice

Trunk music and headlight fights

Dodging the smoke from a riverbank fire

A pretty girl and a pickup line like

Hey what's your name you know smoke follows beauty baby

We stayed up all night long

Made our drinks too strong

Feeling ten feet tall

Ropes swinging into the water

In the middle of the night

Like oh-oh-oh oh oh

Breaking our boots in

Stompin' on the ground we grew up on

Yeah we were raised on it

Worked hard and played on it

We had it made on it

We were born and raised on it

Car wash at the custom tent

Sticky quarters and pine tree scent

The only sign that we ever got stuck

Is the muddy chain in the back of the truck

5-1's with a 20 on top

Three guard at the barber shop

Duckin' from your ex at the 4-way stop

Turn the music down when you're passing the cops

We stayed up all night long

Made our drinks too strong

Feeling ten feet tall

Ropes swinging into the water

In the middle of the night

Like oh-oh-oh oh oh

Breaking our boots in

Stompin' on the ground we grew up on

Yeah we were raised on it

Worked hard and played on it

We had it made on it

We were born and raised on it

Mama's prayers and daddy's speech

Front porch philosophies

A little too young and dumb to see

Just what it all meant to me

We stayed up all night long

Made our drinks too strong

Feeling ten feet tall

Ropes swinging into the water

In the middle of the night

Like oh-oh-oh oh oh

Breaking our boots in

Stompin' on the ground we grew up on

Yeah we were raised on it

Worked hard and played on it

We had it made on it

We were born and raised on it

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Mmm yeah

When that sun starts sinking

When they turn those open signs around

We thought we ran this town

Running around just

Breaking hearts and curfew

Out in the yard with no shoes

Staying cool in a Nylon pool

Foul ball headed for the parking lot

And those Saturday mornings we sleep late

ATVs and fire breaks

Worn out jeans black eyed peas backroads and blue skies

I was born and raised on it

Might have misbehaved on it

Worked hard and played on it

We had it made

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