Crank It Up

Country girl shake them hips
DJ make that record skip (sk-sk-skip)
It's a straight-up redneck rager
Doing body shots of jager
Let 'er rip

We on that moonshine and we sippin' on Bacardi
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party (yes sir)
What happens in the backwoods
Stays in the backwoods
We goin' ham y'all, hard as a mother-

So crank it up (crank it up, woo, woo)
Put some of that party in my cup (in my cup, woo, woo)
Y'all, I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed
She hotter than a cherry on a Marlboro red
Weekends come and we can't get enough
So crank it up (crank it up, woo, woo)
Cr-crank it up (crank it up, woo, woo)

Man, crank up the beat
Put AC/DC on repeat
We shake it all night long
Till the po-po come
You know me, I roll deep

It's 3 a.m. you know we only getting started
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party (that's right)
What happens in the backwoods
Stays in the backwoods
We goin' ham y'all, hard as a mother-

Crank it up (crank it up, woo, woo)
Put some of that party in my cup (in my cup, woo, woo)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed
She hotter than a cherry on a Marlboro red
Weekends come and we can't get enough
So crank it up (crank it up)
Cr-crank it up
Crank it up (crank it up)

So crank it up, break it up (woo, woo)
Put some of that party in my cup (in my cup, woo, woo)
Bust out the JD, Hank 3, scoot a little closer up next to me
'Cause we about to turn this cornfield into a club

Crank it up (crank it up, woo, woo)
Put some of that party in my cup (in my cup, woo, woo)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed
She hotter than a cherry on a Marlboro red (that's right)
Weekends come and we can't get enough

So crank it up
Country girls (woo, woo)
Let me see y'all
Cr-crank it up
Country boys (woo, woo)
Let me hear y'all
Cr-crank it up

Everybody come on
Let's crank it up
Cr-crank it up, that's right, crank it up
Crank it up



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Paul Kadish, Richard Redmond, Jacob Scherer
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