Lose Control - Charlie Farley

Get crazy-azy, lose your mind

Get shady-ady, ain’t got time for maybe, baby

It is time to let loose and lose control

And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords

Out here makin' noise

Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal

Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout

Chicks that drink up and throw down

Now let loose and lose control

Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)

And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)

Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)

So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)

I’m buckwild, wild buck 'cause I’m throwin' down

My old stuff is old news now

I’m habanero, jalapeno, hot so crank it up-up-up-up

'Til the speakers blow (blow)

Then throw it in your buddy’s truck and crank it again

Put a drank in your hand and Hank it up

I’m whiskey bent, hellbound, call my friends, Hellhounds

We in love with that shell sound

So we shootin' while ridin' around (round)

In the child size tonka toy (toy) make a donkey noise (oonk)

'Cause a Charlie Farley clique always act an ass

Better call in sick 'cause this night is gon' last

Way past six so just dip in that stash

Get lit quick while I mash that gas

Hoppin' all off in the mud hole (hole)

Pedal to the floor, pedal, pedal to the floor (vroom)

Slingin' mud, gettin' drunk, chick in the backseat

Losin' control

And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords

Out here makin' noise

Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal

Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout

Chicks that drink up and throw down

Now let loose and lose control

Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)

And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)

Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)

So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)

Let’s go nutso and let those cold beer flow

'Til my guts get so tip top full they explode

No, it’s no question, it’s a muscle

Get you a bull stretch and throw my soul

Beer makes my boat float

I’m in my truck when I’m on that dirt road

Ain’t a problem with the water in the passenger seat

Two chains in the wench, two waterlogged feet

Too deep in the water but let it off or release that gas

If I do or die so I got the passenger passin' me

'Til we get out in the dry, alright

Bad to the bone, b-b-b-b-bad like the Thorogood song

Jammin' Johnny Cash 'til the cows come home

'Cause the Man in Black still owns that song

Boy, I’m shootin' shots

There’s something else you can’t in parking lots

Like what (what)

The fifty cal round sound off miss and still split the cow

Pedal to the floor, pedal, pedal to the floor (vroom)

Slingin' mud, gettin' drunk, chick in the backseat

Losin' control

And this is for my country boys in Chevy or Fords

Out here makin' noise

Of course we don’t forget to bring the country gal

Y’all know who I’m talkin' 'bout

Chicks that drink up and throw down

Now let loose and lose control

Grab a thirty pack (let loose and lose control)

And a bag of Real Tree (let loose and lose control)

Got a rifle in the gun rack (let loose and lose control)

So y’all watch me (let loose and lose control)