Nik & Jay, okay, alright Boom-boom, mmh Er det ikk' rigtigt, det' rigtigt, ah Hot sauce Det' ikk' første gang, at vi får Dannebrog Til at step' op og kridt' deres dansesko Og det går boom-bang-badanka-dang Bonsoir madamme, jeg Nej, min tankegang er ikk' længer' den samme Men du må stadig gern' ryst' den som en klapperslange Jeg prøver på at skrive de sange, som mit barnebarn Vil skrue op for, når jeg engang bli'r gammel Ja, du ved Baby, baby Bar' gør det, du' bestemt til Og la' os vær' taknemmelig' Uh ja, uh ja, uh ja Baby, baby Bar' gør det, du' bestemt til La' det ringe ud i det uendelige (Aah, ja) Bare pop det ligesom skateboards Vi' connected ligesom hot-spots Gør dig varm indeni ligesom hot sauce Hot sauce Midt i natten, her står vi Gjort af det samme stof som stjernerne Alt det vi længes mod Vi ka' ikk' gå galt, så længe vi blot har hjertet med De ka' ikk' ta' det fra mig - jeg' optimist Tro på, jeg lover, ja, det bli'r godt til sidst Jeg ka' tænk' selv - ikk' brug for nogen lobbyist Og redder dagen med noget funky shit Selv når skyerne er tungest for os allesammen Prøver vi at nå dyber' end en hvalsang Ingen normal sang - det' derfor hel' andedammen, Dannevang Stadig elsker Nik & Jay dagen lang (Er det ikk' rigtigt, det' rigtigt) Baby, baby Bar' gør det, du' bestemt til Og la' os vær' taknemmelig' Uh ja, uh ja, uh ja Baby, baby (Baby) Bar' gør det, du' bestemt til (Bestemt til) La' det ringe ud i det uendelige (Aah, ja) Bare pop det ligesom skateboards Vi' connected ligesom hot-spots Gør dig varm indeni ligesom hot sauce Hot sauce Midt i natten, her står vi Gjort af det samme stof som stjernerne (Ja, ja) Alt det vi længes mod Vi ka' ikk' gå galt, så længe vi blot har hjertet med Det hel' har været så alvorligt lately La' os lige hyg' os, ha' det sjovt, min baby Hva' med at se det hel' lidt foroven? Ah For nattenhimlen lyser op, min baby Og se os lige - her står vi, min baby Føler mig taknemmelig Midt i natten, her står vi (Midt i natten) Gjort af det samme stof som stjernerne (Ja, ja) Alt det vi længes mod (Ser du) Vi ka' ikk' gå galt, så længe vi blot har hjertet med Baby, baby Bar' gør det, du' bestemt til Brændende varm (Hot sauce) Baby, som brændende varm Ååh, brændende varm (Hot sauce)

Bad habits My second chances always turn into three and four Late nights, all them back and forth fights Finally turn into heartbreak war I admit that I was immature, and I was insecure I took advantage for granted having my hand in yours I don't know if I should say this, but I can't make it worse Baby, you can take this For what it's worth I hope that you're happy now And that you found what you didn't in me For what it's worth I'd trade everything I have for what I had I know that talk is cheap But for what it's worth I did some growing up I ain't out there getting drunk I can be what you deserve 'Cause now I see your heart Your mind, your every curve And your love for what it's worth I tried, didn't want to let it die But you took it to a breaking point My heart had to look me in the eye Just to tell me that I had no choice It took a little time, got a little space Yeah, I miss you, but I'm gonna be ok Good to hear your voice Thought you'd never change And I never thought I'd hear you say For what it's worth I hope that you're happy now And that you found what you didn't in me For what it's worth I'd trade everything I have for what I had I know that talk is cheap But for what it's worth I did some growing up I ain't out there getting drunk I can be what you deserve 'Cause now I see your heart Your mind, your every curve And you love for what it's worth For what it's worth I hope that you're happy now And that you found what you didn't in me For what it's worth I'd trade everything I have for what I had I know that talk is cheap But for what it's worth I did some growing up I ain't out there getting drunk I can be what you deserve 'Cause now I see your heart Your mind, your every curve And your love for what it's worth For what it's worth For what it's worth

Jersey made, I was born and raised in the garden state And my mama prayed I would trust in God Growing up is hard so I made mistakes In the DMV getting my degree It was fun and games all 'fore the drinking again, oh I tried to fit in but didn't I'm different, yeah, I know (know) The houses I stayed in were great But they never felt like home (so) I'm going cross country I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong I'm going cross country Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong 'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane When I'm doing what they say can't be done I'm going cross country I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong (where I belong) Went to ATL where the nights are long Wrote a thousand songs that will never sell 'Til I dropped the bomb that would put me on Did it by myself, uh Heard the living's good out in Hollywood Thought I might as well, uh And I signed a deal (oh) I tried to fit in but didn't I'm different, yeah, I know (know) The houses I stayed in were great But they never felt like home (so) I'm going cross country I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong (I belong) I'm going cross country Know they might judge me I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong (prove 'em wrong) 'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane When I'm doing what they say can't be done I'm going cross country I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong (where I belong) Cross country I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong I'm going cross country Know they might judge me But I ain't gotta, I ain't gotta prove them wrong Ooh, ooh Ooh, oh-oh Ooh, ooh Ooh, oh-oh

Bought a drink for you back on the night that I met you Pop some cheap champagne when the first ball dropped, mmh Couple shots when I first said, "I think that I love you," oh And you must've had a couple when you said, "Get lost," yeah Now that it's over, did you think I'd be sober? It may sound harsh, but I've always been this way Told you I could drink, told you I'd be fine Told you I would move on if you left me behind 'Cause you pushed me to the brink and I don't got no time To sit around and wait for you to make up your mind I drink you under the table, outta my head Over the memories of you in my bed And honestly, just what else did you think When I told you I could drink? Oh, yeah Got around with the boys when they heard I was solo, yeah A double shot and some coke in a solo cup Oh, ain't no bar in this town that I found that I won't go Well, you could take the high road, but it don't hold up Yeah, I told you I could drink, told you I'd be fine I told you I would move on if you left me behind 'Cause you pushed me to the brink and I don't got no time To sit around and wait for you to make up your mind I drink you under the table, outta my head Over the memories of you in my bed And honestly, just what else did you think When I told you I could drink? Oh, I told you I can drink Now that it's over, did you think I'd be sober? It may sound harsh, but I've always been this way I told you I could drink, I told you I'd be fine I told you I would move on if you left me behind 'Cause you pushed me to the brink and I don't got no time To sit around and wait for you to make up your mind I drink you under the table, outta my head Over the memories of you in my bed And honestly, just what else did you think When I told you I could drink? I thought I told you I could drink I thought I told you When I told you I could drink Whoa, I told you I could drink, oh Oh, oh

If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back Throw it, throw it back Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy If you sexy and you know it, make it clap Throw it, throw it, throw it back I threw it on back Nothing says summer like the way she make me feel (feel) A tall glass of natural woman I can tell that she keep it real (she keep it real, yeah) A green light She'll give it to you, gotta get it 'fore it turn red (ooh-hoo) Hotter than a flame I barely know her name, but I'm damn sure willing to bet (yeah) If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back Throw it, throw it back Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy If you sexy and you know it, make it clap Throw it, throw it Better thank Jesus, making them peaches Georgia Bulldog got me SEC-sick She on that wave and I'm deep in Tryna buy another round (throw it back) Let me see the levee-breakin' Chevy, super heavy-duty Toot-toot for the dude-dude, babe Bubble-bubble, you been eating your McDoubles And it's trouble for me If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back Throw it, throw it back Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy If you sexy and you know it, make it clap Throw it, throw it, throw it back (do it to 'em, Keith) If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" (throw it back) She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back (hmm, won't you) Throw it, throw it back Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy If you sexy and you know it, make it clap Throw it, throw it Throw it back Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack (on the Jack) Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy If you sexy and you know it, make it clap Throw it, throw it, throw it back

You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my V8 engine with the windows tinted Boy we came from the bottom got it out the mud Whole block jumping cause the subs stay hitting If they roll up on me know I keep one tucked Woo Tell them boys come and get me I be riddin' through the city Young rich and I'm pretty Homie don't get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi Red cup full of Henny My hittas comes in plenties For real You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my Wood grain dash with the matte black finish And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt Know them boys soft cause they got hard feelings You can try me if you wanna go test your luck Woo Tell them boys come and get me I be riddin' through the city Young rich and I'm pretty Homie don't get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi Red cup full of Henny My hittas comes in plenties For real You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Don't touch my truck ah ah ah ah ah Don't touch my truck

She looks like an angel, she knows what God gave her It's not every day you see something like that And I'm feeling thankful, the truck got a tank full I know how to handle when she drive it like that She's a bona fide, country-fried, neon light, Saturday night She's a certified ride or die 'bout to have the time of her life She's an ice-cold natty She drink like her daddy And when she gets the night off she dance her heels off She southern and sassy A barbecue baddie But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down Don't need a filter the way that she built it'll blow your mind She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl Natural Country girl Know you the baddest when there ain't nothin' added She don't gotta catfish, 'cause she's a whole catch She's mean with the stick shift, can throw a pig skin Homegrown with the thickness, I know the difference She's a dirt-road smoke show fully loaded ready to roll She's a blue-jean prom queen, singing, "Where the Green Grass Grows" And you know She's an ice-cold natty She drink like her daddy And when she gets the night off she dance her heels off She southern and sassy A barbecue baddie But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down Don't need a filter the way that she built it'll blow your mind She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl Natural Country girl Hold up, we might need to run that back one more time She's an ice-cold natty She drink like her daddy And when she gets the night off she dance her heels off She southern and sassy A barbecue baddie But she can put a tire on and I want to take her down Don't need a filter the way that she built it'll blow your mind She's an actual, natural, back-it-up country girl Natural Country girl