What A Night (Tailgate Turn Up) - Flo Rida

Check Bottleneck What up son? What you doin' boy? Gettin' it Yeah! We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Baby, I'm the parkin' lot junkie Pull up in something stuntin' with both my Mickey T's rubbin' Mossberg in the back if you wanna get it sluggin' And when I'm sipping a Jim Beam, I tend to get destructive Hell I'll reckon y'all, comin' like a wrecking ball Don't bother nobody, but can Connor McGregor your ass a broken jaw Had 'em lookin' at me like, "Who the fuck is this guy?" Well, I'm Upchurch bitch and you're chicken my four-wheel drive And I don't change for nobody, not money, not fame No trucks, no girls, no TV, no way We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Yes sir brother, we gon' turn up the night Got a whole case of beer and a gallon of shine Everybody lookin' when we pull in the scene And got every Average Joe wanna jump on the team (ha-ha) We keep the parkin' lot poppin' and the mud holes hot And you know the beat knocks when the new shit drops (woo) Just sipping out my cup in the bed of my truck (that's right) And I'm drinkin' on the shine, testin' my luck I'm hoping that the law don't take me to jail (aww, shit) We gon' turn up the night and chase some more tail We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we-we-we) We gon' turn up the night Aww, shit We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumpin' with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revvin' up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and Barney Fife's out of sight (We gon', we gon', we we we) We gon' turn up the night

A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell. No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well. The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul. You know what to cover, I think for another it's a story told. So get a good hold, yeah. Regiment fooled you, you thought that you knew who you are. A simple equation, that's the relation, but that's gone too far. A time of suspicion, a special condition that we all know. So let it all go! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! It feels so right! Night-time sorrow, taken like a pain. Black will not become a white, it's all the same. Evil lurks in twilight, dances in the dark. Makes you need the movement, like a fire needs a spark to burn! A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell. No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well. The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul. So get a good hold, yeah. Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! It feels so right! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! It feels so right! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Get out of light! Turn up the night! If it feels right, Turn up the night! If it feels right, Shut off the light! Turn up the night! Turn up the night!

Baby, it's you and me You see, we can turn the night up And if you feel the way I feel We can turn the night up Gimme some of that Gimme some of that Gimme some of that Damn you look so sexy Baby, you impress me I wanna get nasty, nasty Girl you got the bom bom Take a shot, you want one Mama, I can change your life Gimme some of that The way you do it You got that something You got that something So keep it moving You know I love it You know I love it Baby, it's you and me You see, we can turn the night up And if you feel the way I feel We can turn the night up Gimme some of that Gimme some of that Girl, your body's effing You know my intentions I know you can go all night, go all night I just wanna touch you Girl, just let me touch you I know it's been on your mind Gimme some of that The way you do it You got that something You got that something So keep it moving You know I love it You know I love it Gimme some of that One love, one love From Madrid to Miami From Miami to the world Baby, it's you and me You see, we can turn the night up And if you feel the way I feel We can turn the night up Baby, it's you and me You see, we can turn the night up And if you feel the way I feel We can turn the night up Gimme some of that Gimme some of that Gimme some of that

I gotta ask where you been hiding You're like a twenty karat diamond The finer things in life were shining How 'bout that late night wine and dining? You want that expensive clutch And I'mma give that five-star experience Yeah, show you the kinda love That you can only get when you get the love I spend it all on you, baby baby, just watch A BMW, a Bugatti, thick rock Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire I'll spend it all on shoes for you, take your own pick McQueen or Jimmy Choo and I'll get 'em real quick Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire I'm gonna work it to impress you Get you that dress and then undress you Oh, we'll do things only the best do Do what you want because I'll let you You want that expensive clutch And I'mma give that five-star experience Yeah, show you the kinda love That you can only get when you get the love I spend it all on you, baby baby, just watch A BMW, a Bugatti, thick rock Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire I'll spend it all on shoes for you, take your own pick McQueen or Jimmy Choo and I'll get 'em real quick Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire Abracadabra, I got the magic I hope you can handle Living this lavish Let's blow a zillion, zillion, baby If you got a passion for fashion Mansions and platinum I got the answers to questions So let me tell you what's happening, baby I spend it all on you, baby baby, just watch A BMW, a Bugatti, thick rock Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire I'll spend it all on shoes for you, take your own pick McQueen or Jimmy Choo and I'll get 'em real quick Get you a fancy act any chance I got When I become a zillionaire A little bit of you, yeah A little bit of me, yeah A little bit of you, yeah When I become a zillionaire A little bit of you When I become a zillionaire