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Eric Michael Taylor - Back Porch Flow (feat. Danielle Todd) Lyrics



Eric Michael Taylor - Back Porch Flow (feat. Danielle Todd) Lyrics




The bass is kickin', the room keeps spinnin
Mama's got her hair up fried bologna in the kitchen
Pills are paid, gas in the tank
Fresher than a Cadillac back in 68

Let's go boy
Always wanna make a song like this
The words flow like jack and when you drink a fifth
When the bass drum kicks and feel it in your bones

Makes the doors rattle in an El Camino
I can sing like a bird but not today
This here's some stuff the radio won't play
Mama grew up in the 901

So I'm poppin' my collar to the day I'm done
Daddy came up in the 662
I love catchin' channel cats and Delta blues
I'm one of a kind when you mix it all

I like funky basslines and screamin' guitars
Throw in an old fiddle with some harmonies
If you ain't down with that, find the exit please
I'm a wild boy, plow boy, make my own style boy

Run a hundred miles just to slap you in your mouth boy
Cowboy? Nah, that ain't it
Why would I ride a horse when I can be a pimp
Get it D.T.

One time with the seat laid back
Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times for the ladies in the world
To drop it down low and make you say damn girl

Three times for the liquor in your cup
Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times put put the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now

Yeah
They waited a long time for someone like me
I guess I'm too big for the Nashville scene
I don't kiss no ass or ask for handouts

I pay for studio time by diggin' ditches in the south
Crazy as hell, I don't care what you say
Hit em' with a swerve like my name is Boosie
Don't blow money on a car to go faster

Rather buy a backhoe and my dad a new tractor
Home fed, cornbread, give me some more man
Flip a dollar into ten, you got you a whole band
Zebcos , kinfolk , grill with some charcoal

Baby lookin' fine and some money from the billfold
I've been told when I was three
I was rappin' Kid Rock in my Barney car seat
Mama ain't got work, that's cool

I'll buy seven acres and a new pontoon
I don't need fame and I don't need fortune
Just need a single wide and some money for the lawyers
One time with the seat laid back

Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times with the ladies in the world
Who drop it down low, make you say damn girl
Three times for the liquor in your cup

Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times with the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now
Yeah

I wanna rock all night
We can get this party right
You can't leave me all alone
We just cut the music on

And I wanna rock all night
We can get this party right
You can't leave me all alone
We just cut the music on

One time with the seat laid back
Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times with the ladies in the world
You drop it down low, make you say damn girl

Three times for the liquor in your cup
Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times with the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now

Yeah
Bass is kickin', the room keeps spinnin
Momma's got her hair up , fired bologna in the kitchen
Bills are paid, gas in the tank

Fresher than a Cadillac back in 68
Let's go boy
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The bass is kickin', the room keeps spinnin
Mama's got her hair up fried bologna in the kitchen
Pills are paid, gas in the tank
Fresher than a Cadillac back in 68

Let's go boy
Always wanna make a song like this
The words flow like jack and when you drink a fifth
When the bass drum kicks and feel it in your bones

Makes the doors rattle in an El Camino
I can sing like a bird but not today
This here's some stuff the radio won't play
Mama grew up in the 901

So I'm poppin' my collar to the day I'm done
Daddy came up in the 662
I love catchin' channel cats and Delta blues
I'm one of a kind when you mix it all

I like funky basslines and screamin' guitars
Throw in an old fiddle with some harmonies
If you ain't down with that, find the exit please
I'm a wild boy, plow boy, make my own style boy

Run a hundred miles just to slap you in your mouth boy
Cowboy? Nah, that ain't it
Why would I ride a horse when I can be a pimp
Get it D.T.

One time with the seat laid back
Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times for the ladies in the world
To drop it down low and make you say damn girl

Three times for the liquor in your cup
Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times put put the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now

Yeah
They waited a long time for someone like me
I guess I'm too big for the Nashville scene
I don't kiss no ass or ask for handouts

I pay for studio time by diggin' ditches in the south
Crazy as hell, I don't care what you say
Hit em' with a swerve like my name is Boosie
Don't blow money on a car to go faster

Rather buy a backhoe and my dad a new tractor
Home fed, cornbread, give me some more man
Flip a dollar into ten, you got you a whole band
Zebcos , kinfolk , grill with some charcoal

Baby lookin' fine and some money from the billfold
I've been told when I was three
I was rappin' Kid Rock in my Barney car seat
Mama ain't got work, that's cool

I'll buy seven acres and a new pontoon
I don't need fame and I don't need fortune
Just need a single wide and some money for the lawyers
One time with the seat laid back

Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times with the ladies in the world
Who drop it down low, make you say damn girl
Three times for the liquor in your cup

Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times with the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now
Yeah

I wanna rock all night
We can get this party right
You can't leave me all alone
We just cut the music on

And I wanna rock all night
We can get this party right
You can't leave me all alone
We just cut the music on

One time with the seat laid back
Make the crew cab feel like a Cadillac
Two times with the ladies in the world
You drop it down low, make you say damn girl

Three times for the liquor in your cup
Sway side to side and put your hands up
Four times with the fo's-fo's down
You're with the EMT rockin' on the back porch now

Yeah
Bass is kickin', the room keeps spinnin
Momma's got her hair up , fired bologna in the kitchen
Bills are paid, gas in the tank

Fresher than a Cadillac back in 68
Let's go boy
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Writer: Eric Taylor
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Performed By: Eric Michael Taylor
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Eric Taylor
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