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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Moi
Programming
Scott Cooke
Bass Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Tyler Hubbard
Vocals
Brian Kelley
Vocals
Ryan Vikedal
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Hubbard
Songwriter
Brian Kelley
Songwriter
Rodney Clawson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Don't act like y'all didn't know this one's comin'
Alright
[Verse 1]
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin' like a diamond
Game change when the rain came and we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mud hole, that's how these boys roll
Now it's late night underneath the moonlight
Everybody's feelin' right and sippin' on a Bud Light
Go on, drop your tailgate, turn up your radio
I'ma build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home
[PreChorus]
Kick back, relax, you know we just a bunch of hillbillies
Tip back your cup of Jack and throw your hands up with me
[Chorus]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby, that's alright, it's our backwoods boondock roots
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up
When it's runnin' through your blood, there ain't no hidin' the truth
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Yeah, it's just a-what we do (Oh, shit)
[Verse 2]
You see, Tommy called Jenny and Jenny gon' call the hotties
Tell 'em 'bout the party, so don't forget the Bacardi
Time to get your buzz on, and your love on all night long
And if you play your hand right, you won't have to go home alone
Six-string pickin', solo cup sippin'
And when the moment's right, grab your phone and get them digits
Crankin' that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus
Come Sunday mornin', that preacher, he 'bout to preach it
[PreChorus]
Kick back, relax, and pass the good time moonshine
Who brought the party? Damn, that was Florida Georgia Line
[Chorus]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight
But hey baby, that's alright, it's our backwoods boondock roots
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up
When it's runnin' through your blood, there ain't no hidin' the truth
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Yeah, it's just a-what we do
[Chorus]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight (Come on, baby)
Well, hey baby, that's alright, it's our backwoods boondock roots
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up
When it's runnin' through your blood, there ain't no hidin' the truth
It's just what we do
[Chorus]
Hey, what you say, we get crazy tonight?
We gonna get your drinks up high, it's our backwoods boondock roots
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Hey, ain't no way to make this up
When it's runnin' through your blood, there ain't no hidin' the truth
It's just what we do, it's just what we do
Yeah, it's just a-what we do (Oh, shit)
[Outro]
Yeah, it's just a-what we do (BK, how's it goin', baby?)
Yeah, it's just a-what we do
Written by: Brian Kelley, Chase and Jesse Rice, Joey Moi, Rodney Clawson, Tyler Hubbard