Got Dat Boom Remixxx

BOOM CHAKALAKA

Yeahhhhh…

Friday night.

Louisiana heat.

Cold beer.

Backroad dust.

Hold up…

Who the hell just walked through that door?

WHOOOO-WEEEE!

Turn that shit UP!

BOOM! BOOM!

BOOM CHAKALAKA!

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Friday night, sun sinking low,

Dust rolling heavy off that old back road.

Neon buzzing, longnecks cold,

Jukebox banging that southern soul.

Then that screen door swung—

Whole room stopped.

Black boots hit—

And the bass line dropped.

Long blonde hair with a devilish grin,

Every damn head turned around again.

Levi’s fitting like they knew what to do,

Little bit country with a wild side too.

Bartender froze with the bottle in hand,

Drummer missed a beat, damn near wrecked the band.

I leaned back laughing like—

GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY!

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She spins left.

She rolls right.

Boot heels hammering the floor all night.

Hands go up.

Bass drops low.

ONE! TWO! THREE!

LET’S GO!

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Baby got that—

BOOM CHAKALAKA! BOOM CHAKALAKA!

Whole damn floor starts shaking when she rocks it.

BOOM CHAKALAKA! BOOM CHAKALAKA!

Country little queen and nobody gonna stop it.

Boots hit hard, hips swing wild,

Sweet little grin with a dangerous smile.

Outlaw heart with a backroad soul—

TURN THAT MOTHERFUCKING JUKEBOX UP SOME MORE!

BOOM CHAKALAKA! BOOM CHAKALAKA!

Lord have mercy—

SHE’S ON FIRE TONIGHT!

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Hold up.

Kill that guitar.

Let that 808 breathe.

Now bring that son of a bitch BACK!

BOOM!

She ain’t Hollywood—

She’s Louisiana fine,

Sweet-tea smile with an outlaw mind.

Hair blowing wild, windows rolled down,

Bass hitting hard when she rolls through town.

Mud on the tires, tank full of gas,

Slow down, cowboy—

She’s moving too fast.

Boots on the dash, sunglasses low,

Where she’s headed?

Hell, nobody knows.

Small-town girl with that backroad attitude,

Pretty when she wants, wild when she has to.

Ain’t chasing followers.

Ain’t chasing fame.

Walks in once—

Everybody knows her name.

She spins—

BOOM!

She grins—

BAM!

Whole room looking like—

GODDAMN!

Louisiana raised with a wild-heart habit—

BOOM! BOOM!

BOOM CHAKALAKA!

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Old timers smiling.

Young bucks froze.

Sheriff rolled up—

Nobody knows.

He looked at the fire.

Looked at the crowd.

Looked at that girl turning everything loud.

Tipped his hat and laughed—

“Boys…

Y’all ain’t keeping up with that woman.”

She yelled—

TURN IT BACK UP!

Sheriff said—

“Aw, hell.”

BOOM!

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Baby got that—

BOOM CHAKALAKA! BOOM CHAKALAKA!

Whole damn county starts jumping when she rocks it!

BOOM CHAKALAKA! BOOM CHAKALAKA!

Throw your hands high—

AIN’T NOBODY GONNA STOP IT!

Blonde hair flying, blue jeans tight—

GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY, WHAT A HELL OF A NIGHT!

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