Nelly and Florida Georgia Line - Cruise Lyrics

Baby, you a song (hey)
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Let's go

I got my windows down and the radio up
Get your radio up
What up Nelly? Alright
I got my windows down and the radio up
Get your radio up

Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her
She's poppin' right out of the South Georgia water
Thought, oh, good Lord, she had them long tanned legs
Couldn't help myself so I walked up and said

Baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs
Through the middle every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit (hey)
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it (come on)
So baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

I got my windows down and the radio up
Get your radio up

Yeah, she was sippin' on Southern and singin' Marshall Tucker
We were fallin' in love in the sweet heart of summer
She hopped right up into the cab of my truck and said
"Fire it up, let's go get this thing stuck"

(I said) baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs
Through the middle every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit (hey)
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it (come on)
So baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

My windows down, my seat back, my music up when we ride
Her legs up on my dashboard, and that's just the way I like
Hey country girl, this country boy like everything about you
Don't change a thing, no way, you stay the same I gotcha
Life's all that, all that, head to toe you all that
Tell ol' boy he call back, send a text say, "Fall back"
'Cause I can see you got a thing for the fast life
So come on shorty, let me show you what the fast's like
Whippin' cross the border Florida into Georgia

'Cause baby, you a song
And you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs
Through the middle, every hood, every town with you
And this drop top Chevy painted real slick
Would look a hell of a lot better when you up in it (you up in it)
'Cause baby, you a song
And you make me wanna roll my (roll my) roll my (r-r-r-r-roll my) oh

Well, baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs
Through the middle every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit (hey)
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it (come on)
'Cause baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

I got my windows down
And the radio up (come on, girl)
Get your radio up (get the windows down and cruise)
I got my windows down
And the radio up
Get your radio up (get my windows down and roll)
I got my windows down
And the radio up
Get your radio up