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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Demun Jones
Demun Jones
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Sciullo
Jared Sciullo
Producer
DJ KO
DJ KO
Producer
Phivestarr Productions
Phivestarr Productions
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a, buck it like a, buck it like a bronco
[Verse 2]
You got me thinkin' 'bout knockin' them boots off
Hotter than a twelve gauge pump when it shoots off
I never seen a country girl movin' it like this
I think I saw a girl in a movie just like this
Anything she want, man, she knows how to get it
And if you look in her eyes, know you won't forget it
A little bit of brown mixed with some green
And a camouflage pattern you that ain't never seen
Yep, I'm 'bout to try my luck
So I mosey right over and I said, "Whats up?
You're sure lookin' lovely tonight," and she smiled
And said, "My names Dixie and I love to get wild"
[Verse 3]
Shake what you got, let me see a little more (Yeah)
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Shake what you got, let me see a little more
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you working with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
[Verse 4]
See you doin' your thang, well, baby girl, go 'head
Southern belle, and I swear she thicker than cornbread
Walkin' with my chest out, hopin' that she notice me (Hey)
And she so sweet, that she gotta be a Georgia peach
Flip-flop, pretty feet, shots of the whiskey
Hope I don't overheat because she hotter than fish grease (Scorch)
Says she got a couple of friends that she can bring along
Now I need a wingman, grab the phone hit, Demun Jones
DJ put the needle on, somethin' we can sing along
Somethin' in the air's tellin' me that I won't leave alone (Hey)
Baby, goin' crazy, and I'm faded
Dirty dancing like Patrick Swayze, amazing (What up?)
Now we ridin' round bumpin' outlaw music (Hello)
Hundred miles an hour like the outlaws do it
You know we can go anywhere that you wanna roll
And then you saddle up, welcome to the rodeo
[Verse 5]
Shake what you got, let me see a little more (Yeah)
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Shake what you got, let me see a little more
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
[Verse 6]
Here we go, here we go, she dancin' on the bar
Pourin' everybody shots while she drinkin' from a jar
Dukes are so tight, don't know how she fits in
I can't wait to get below the Mason-Dixon
She's lookin' for more than the eight second ride
Buckin' like a bronco with her hand in the sky
And she can tame a Brahman bull
The way she stays on, it is remarkable (Yeah)
You can see the boys and the girls jaws drop
The way she move her body might make your heart stop, uh
Pace make ya shakin' under the lights
She got moves to bring ya back to life when she starts to
[Verse 7]
Shake what you got, let me see a little more (Yeah)
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Shake what you got, let me see a little more
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
[Verse 8]
Oh, no, she drop it real low
On the tailgate of a Silverado
She must be pro, I was like, "Whoa"
She threw me the keys, and whispered, "Let's go"
[Verse 9]
Buck it like a, buck it like a, buck it like a bronco
Shake what you got, let me see a little more (Yeah)
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Shake what you got, let me see a little more
From the ceilin' to the floor, let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Drop it real low, then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Let me see a little more (Yeah)
Let me see what you workin' with (Yeah)
Then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Let me see a little more
Let me see what you're workin' with (Yeah)
Then buck it like a bronco
Buck it like a buck, buck, buck it like a bronco
Written by: David Jones, Jared Sciullo, Jason Deford, Justin Spillner
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