MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
chase rice - 50 shades of crazy
You got a Daytona on a gold tan, skin like the soft sand
Girl you're as cool as the blue on a cold can
Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile
With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style
The kind of naughty habit I could get used to
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick
You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret
Starts with just a kiss, then we're taking us in
Put it in the rearview and haul ass right for sin
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time
I've been racing, cross the line
Let me make your body unwind
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
Fifty shades of crazy
You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
chase rice - beach town
Carolina sun rays sinking on a south side pier
Cotton candy, salty kisses, and a couple stolen beers
Your tan lines were the map for my hands to find their way
And that empty lifeguard shack, we watched our innocence fade
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make our ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone visiting
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
Sneaking in and getting kicked out at the bayside pool
And watching your tee shirt drip dry
Middle of the night, that was so damn cool
And sandals in your hands
Swaying to the beat of an off beat cover band
Spilling your drink, making me sink
Deeper and deeper with every half drunk wink
In that beach box salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make our ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone visiting
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Where young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Florida State came calling
Your goodbye tears came falling
I said I don't want to go if you don't want to go
So we just kept on stalling
We kept on stalling
Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide
Ferris wheel make our ride
Soak in the summer wind, copper tone visiting
Tracing the tattoos on your skin
One, two, three months fly
Like a blink in your blue eyes
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
Young love rolls in fast as it rolls out
In beach town
In beach town
chase rice - beats a million bucks
I grew up in a small town, 10 minutes from the beach
Moved on up to asheville, the year I turned thirteen
I walked the halls of reynolds high
Man I sure loved high school
And ended up in chapel hill wearing carolina blue
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face
Cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio
With my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough
And it beats a million bucks
I still rock that gold belt buckle
My dad got me sophomore year
I've got the world's 2 greatest brothers
And we can sure throw back some beers
I helped jimmie win a couple rings
On that old lowe's kobalt chevy
And grabbed my guitar and one big dream
And moved on to music city
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face
Cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio
With my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough
And it beats a million bucks
So heres to all my buddies and the ones I ain't met yet
I don't need a lot of money to make me a happy man
Some might call it crazy, some might call it luck
But I just call it my life and it beats a million bucks
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face
Cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio
With my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough
And it beats a million bucks
Yeah it beats a million bucks
chase rice - best beers of our lives
Rollin' on up in our off road rider
Sun sinking down, stars getting brighter
Fireflies dancing like free fall lighters
Set the mood for a good time nighter
Backwoods boys can't stop watching,
Them little hips swaying, swaying.
Rocking and dropping,
Bumping cans spilling, tripping, slipping, and popping,
You know us, you know we ain't stopping.
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
A little country jumpin' out the radio,
A little slow groove pull her in real close.
Victoria's Secret little smoke show,
Mmm, damn, how these country girls roll (come on)
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah these are our nights,
We ain't goin' nowhere.
Our time, young and we don't care
Oh yeah, here' to a sweet ride on the high life
It's such a sweet ride
So raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Let's keep this party sparking like the moon stuck
Yeah
Raise up your cup, come on drink it up
Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck
We ain't going nowhere
Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care.
Here's to riding on the high life,
A little puff and a hell yeah high five
The memories, the laughs, the girls, the nights,
the best friends buzzin' on the best beers of our lives.
Yeah on the best beers of our lives.
The best beers of our lives.
The best beers, these are the best beers,
These are the best beers,
Man, these are the best beers of our lives.
chase rice - boy into a man
It came down to one last play in a late southern fall
I heard the crowd celebrate when bobby caught that ball
I pulled off them shoulder pads for the very last time
I shed a tear and laughed a while
With a bunch of brothers of mine
Picked her up that friday night she had curls in her hair
And man my heart skipped a beat
When she walked down them stairs
Her pretty little prom dress, smile sweet as apple pie
And we danced away high school in the blink of an eye
It ain't a day that I don't think about it now
About a life well lived and all the roads
That I've been down
Each moments one that, yeah it made me who I am
And turned a boy into a man
I went off in august to that college up state
Four years on campus, classes, and tailgates
Had my share of good times and I made a lot of friends
And I did a lot of crazy things that I'll never do again
It ain't a day that I don't think about it now
About a life well lived and all the roads
That I've been down
Each moments one that, yeah it made me who I am
And turned a boy into a man
I got a call from mama that late october night
She said come on home son, dad ain't got much time
There ain't a day that I don't think about him now
About a life well lived and all the roads he led me down
There ain't a day that I don't think about it all now
About a life well lived and all the roads
That I've been down
Each moment ones that yeah made me who I am
And turned this boy into a man
Turned a boy into a man
Turned a boy into a man
Oh yeah
chase rice - buzz back
9am came way to fast
My heads pounding like a dynamite blast
Tried to sleep in on Saturday
This hangover is sure having its way
But good thing the dogs are playing Ut on the Tv because thats reason enough for me to get a 6 pack remedy
I got my buzz back now I'm feelin alright ain't nothing gonna hold me down tonight because I'm the pilot of this party flight and I'm callin my buddies its going down bringing last nights good time back around with a couple of beers and my good friend jack.
I got my buzz back, I got my buzz back yeah.
7 digits sitting in my phone, the thought of her won't leave me alone. there was making out and making plans. and maybe tonight we can do it again yeah, I got the nerve to call her up and say its me hey cutie how about a bottle of wine and a movie, and u cuddling up close to me
We got that buzz back and we are feeling alright and nothing gonna hold us down tonight baby come on over let a love take flight and I'm picking u up and its going down bringing last nights good time back around with some Chardonnay and a sweet soundtrack.
We got that buzz back, we got that buzz back, get your buzz back.
I got my buzz back, I got my buzz back
I got my buzz back and I'm feelin alright ain't nothing gonna hold me down tonight because I'm the pilot of this party flight and I'm callin my buddies its going down bringing last nights good time back around with a couple of beers and my good friend jack.
I got my buzz back and I'm feelin alright ain't nothing gonna hold me down tonight because I'm the pilot of this party flight and I'm callin my buddies its going down bringing last nights good time back around with a couple of beers and my old friend jack.
I got my buzz back, I got my buzz back, everybody get your buzz back. get your buzz back, yeah, hey, get your buzz back, get your buzz back, my heads feeling better already, yes sir.
chase rice - carolina can
It was laying pennies on the rail's and sneaking off to chew Red Man
It was a Friday night win and followed by a Saturday bruise
It was a first Blue Ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized on Glenville lake
A tear in our eyes the night we lost all we had to lose
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Oh, Carolina can
It was faded blue denim on Franklin Street
A hazelnut buzz, a house band beat
It was a summer heat dragging me to a fifth year fall
It was classes skipped cause the room couldn't teach
What we learned three days on a rice filled beach
With my high school love, short hair
And that sweet hometown southern drawl
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now the six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Now two times on, ten states away
Another night, another show to play
Oh hey mister tailor, she ain't only on your mind
That tobacco town where I grew up
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
The six string dream on a crazy course
Has got my compass losing North
And I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, when I need someone to remind me who I am
Yeah, Carolina can
Carolina can
Carolina can
chase rice - comin home with me
Katie was a sadie from north indiana
I met her down in panama
She was standing on the corner, limin' her corona
Bluest eyes I ever saw
I was cruisin' down the street, she was wavin' at me
So I pulled over to the side of the road
Rolled down my window, and gave her a grin
Said "girl, where you wanna go? "
She said, "take me to a spot down by the pier
I hear you could see mexico from there
There's gotta be more down here I haven't seen. "
And I said, "if you're feeling kinda crazy
And you wanna get away
And some lovin's what you need, girl
Climb on up, into my truck
You're comin' home with me. "
We spent the next couple days, playin' in the waves
Under that florida sun
Sure it was just spring break, but I couldn't shake
Feelin' like she was the one
I had her sayin' "ya'll", I was rubbin' off
She couldn't get enough of the way I talked
It wasn't long, before she said
"take me to a spot in a little town
Where a pick-up truck is how you get around
That's sure something I'd like to see. "
And I said, "if you're feeling kinda crazy
And you wanna get away
And some country's what you need, girl
Change your flight
You're comin' home with me. "
Now we moved here and settled down
And my pick-up truck is how we get around
There ain't a star in the sky that we ain't seen
And when we're feeling kinda crazy
And we wanna get away
We cruise down to the beach
And we talk about the day that everything changed
When she came home with me
Yeah, when she came home with me
Katie was a sadie from north indiana
Thank god for panama
chase rice - country til i m dead
You can take, your high dollar style
Shove it up your ass, ya that'd make me smile
You look real cute with your gelled up hair
C'mon city boy, it's time that you grow a pair
You can'ave the keys to that Porsche I see
I'll just sit with pride, right here in my Chevy
Made in the U S A
I got grease on my hands and mud on my boots
Still hold on to my country roots
Got an Earnhardt tat on my left arm
Born and raised on a Florida farm
I love my Garth and old George Strait
Ya I'll fish with real live bait
I'm Southern grown, Southern born and bred
And I'll be country 'till I'm dead
I'll take my girl out in the sticks
Yes I do love Carolina chicks
And I point my gun at a ten point buck
And I throw that hoss right there in the bed of my truck
Hell yes I do love my sweet tea
But every now and then, I need my Jack D
Gotta love the American way
I got grease on my hands and mud on my boots
Still hold on to my country roots
Got an Earnhardt tat on my left arm
Born and raised on a Florida farm
I love my Garth and old George Strait
Ya I'll fish with real live bait
I'm Southern grown, Southern born and bred
And I'll be country 'till I'm dead
chase rice - country as me
Damn girl look at her
Alright
Met a girl at myrtle beach on the board walk
Making sweet eyes at me
She can be a georgia peach
A bama babe or a carolina queen
I though yeah look at that smile daisy dukes
That drive me wild
Backwards camo braves hat
On cover bands rockin and shes singin along
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck
Slide over to the middle seat you look
Like you need a rough neck alot
More than a man who's sweet
Come on girl let your hair down live wild and free
When I look inside your eyes I see your country as me
She was hot as fire under neon lights dtf
And lookin for a good time
We hit the clubs all night shut em down
And watched that sun rise
God blessed blue jeans, blue eyes
Fallin in love on a miracle mile
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck
Slide over to the middle seat you look
Like you need a rough neck alot more than a man
Who's sweet
She don't like whine she likes jim beam and bud light
Sittin on a tail gate around a bon fire
On a oveye county saturday night
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck
Slide over to the middle seat
You look like you need a rough neck
Alot more than a man who's sweet
When I look inside your eyes I see your country as me
chase rice - country boy s kryptonite
A couple pocahontas legs peakin' out a swimmin' hole
Solo blockin' shots under that soccer goal
Cheerlead her pop-poms on a saturday night
That's a country boy's kryptonite
A little caramel colored honey, whiskey in a glass
Couple bucks down and a couple bears back
Don't it get a little lip sippin' umber the light
That's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite oh yea
Cobra county mud fool kickin' up spray
A sunday afternoon in a checkered flag ways
And a 12 point bucks sittin' in a plus sign
That's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite
Feeling's good, rich brand new justin's
My baby in a ball cap, that's where it's at
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even superman would lose his fire
Yea, all would guess it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's all the country boy's kryptonite
It's all the country boy's kryptonite
chase rice - country in ya
You got that LA look
with the Hollywood swag
California tags on the Cadillac
I got the FLA dirt road attitude
I'm a talk with a drawl boy through and through smile ugh
You got the city girl with an uptown smile
Drivin this ol' boy country wild
I got a chevrolet, watch say
We take it off the interstate
Good year, get away,
Show you my shade of gray
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeah we can keep it on the low
if you wanna roll
Roll real fast
And kick it back slow
Just hold on tight
I'm bout to show ya right now
Just how we get down
In a tailgate town
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
When you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Damn Girl
Yeah, come here
Let me tell ya something
Naw I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
Put it in park and jump on out
A little kissing in the dark
With the tailgate down, c'mon
How bout it baby
(Let me show you what's up,
show you backwoods crazy)
Yeah you make me
(wanna take you for a ride
and then just maybe)
We can sip on the wine
Rock and Roll all night
Get ya off deep in these Florida pines
Girl, when you gonna
Let me put some country in ya
Yeahh, yeah, yeah
(maybe put a little country in ya)
I said I ain't spittin game
I'm just spittin the truth
I wanna get a little redneck rowdy with you
At the end of the night I can slide up to ya
Damn, girl you looking fine with some country in ya
chase rice - dirt road communion
When I saw her for the very first time
I was 007 at the age of 9
Hiding in the backseat of my brother's brand new Jeep
There were girls dancin' in the bed of the trucks
At least the ones who weren't gettin' stuck
Coolers, cans and cut-offs were all new to me
Well that was then, but now I'm grown
and how we went that night
I still go when the weekend rolls around
I'll be gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Oh, dirt road communion
It's where I got my first moonshine kiss
I could taste the cinnamon on her lips
In the front seat of my brother's ole hand-me-down jeep
Where I was baptised in rock'n'roll
Our country roots run deep in my soul
We hold one up high every single time Petty sets us free
Yeah, we're gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Oh, dirt road communion
It's who we are, it's what we do
We all come from miles around
Just to do a little
Gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Dirt road communion
Oh, dirt road communion
chase rice - do it like this
That old foreign road, that's where we go,
We, we aint got no VIP,
No rope tied between these trees, pull on up and make yourself at home.
Shit
We, we aint gotta play DJ, we got speakers and a Chevrolet,
Rockin Randall Hank singing them new south songs. YEAH
MMM so come on and shake your moneymaker,
ahh u aint nothing but a heart breaker,
yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride.
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Aint got no disco ball, we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
feel like we walking on water,
Rockin your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
cant wait to taste it on your lips,
end the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Yeah we, we just try to do out thing,
got cat fish stretching on our string,
night crawlers, country ballers got it made.
And yeah you in the pretty pink cowboy boots, got a front row tailgate view
Me and the man in the moon, can't stop looking your way, nah
MMMM so come on shake your money maker,
ahh u aint nothing but a heart breaker,
Yeah girl u killing me I gotta take u out for a midnight ride, WOW
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Aint got no disco ball; we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
feel like we walking on water,
Rockin your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
can't wait to taste it on your lips,
end the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night.
Aint got no disco ball; we kick it round the firelights yeah,
Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on,
feel like we walking on water, Rockin your body till the cows come home.
Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip,
cant wait to taste it on your lips,
end the night with a kiss, we do it like this!
chase rice - every song i sing
On a highway in a town north of atlanta
That radio, it stopped me in my tracks
It was a song I sang, a song I wrote
A couple of years back for ya
And it got me thinkin? of how I miss my georgia
Cause you're in every song I sing, you're in everything I do
In every breath I take and every I miss you
But I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody
And now you're just a memory
But girl you'll always be, in every song I sing
I lived a life and love that you had grown to hate
I had a love affair with the road a stage and my six string
And though I couldn't keep you here
I done all that I could do
And yet you're gone tonight but this song I write
It's about you
Cause you're in every song I sing, you're in everything I do
In every breath I take and every I miss you
But I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody
And now you're just a memory
But girl you'll always be, in every song I sing
I hope you know every night I take that stage
Girl I'd given up it all to make you stay
But I keep you in my heart in my own way
Through every song I sing, through everything I do
Through every breath I take and every I miss you
Oh but I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody
And now you're just a memory
But girl you'll always be, in every song I sing
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