georgia ways

Luke Bryan

That s just how I was raised
Yeah
Quavo
Georgia
That s just how I was raised
Let s get together, baby
Yeah, Georgia, Georgia

Let me tell you a lil story bout Uncle George (George)
Taught me how to get it out the Georgia mud (Georgia mud)
Standin on the porch with a big old gun (baow)
Better not step on the driveway
Georgia boys pullin out sideways (Georgia)
In the south we ball, how about them dogs?
Waffle house, soaking up the alcohol
Lemon pepper, Magic City on a Monday

That s just how I was raised, stuck in my Georgia ways
Don t care bout what you say, some shit won t never change
That s just how I was raised, stuck in my Georgia ways

Got a friend with an apple, lose
and run in line (you know it)
Shotgunnin , back to back, now they in lies (yeah)
Quilberg s covered in the Southern pies (brr)
Peanuts rollin down a back-rub (uh)
Trojans kickin off and leave cold (trojans)
We on title town, we love Wendy down (I got you)
Peach grown, baby, on a hit bell round
This my ninety-nine chipper game, day one, oh

That s just how I was raised, stuck in my Georgia ways
Don t care bout what you say, some shit won t never change
That s just how I was raised, stuck in my Georgia ways
Don t care bout what you say, some shit won t never change
(Tell em, Teddy)

Yeah, baby, this the finale
Courtside Hawks ticket, Quavo threw me the alley
Dirty mud, baby, where the players play
Finna turn this bitch up sideways
G-E-O-R-G-I-A
Where I B-E, baby, let me hear you say
G-E-O-R-G-I-A
A-Town stompin on that old red clay (hey)

That s just how I was raised (born and raised)
Stuck in my Georgia ways (Georgia ways)
Don t care bout what you say (yeah)
Some shit won t never change
That s just how I was raised
Stuck in my Georgia ways (oh)
Don t care bout what you say
Some shit won t never change

Cheers, road onto Tennessee
Way down to Georgia
She just as sweet as Georgia be
Georgia
Eighty-five, take me where I should be
Way down to Georgia
Oh-oh, please don t lose you