Throw It Back

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If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
 She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
 She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
 Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back
 Throw it, throw it back
 Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
 Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
 If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
 Throw it, throw it, throw it back
 I threw it on back
 Nothing says summer like the way she make me feel (feel)
 A tall glass of natural woman
 I can tell that she keep it real (she keep it real, yeah)
 A green light
 She'll give it to you, gotta get it 'fore it turn red (ooh-hoo)
 Hotter than a flame
 I barely know her name, but I'm damn sure willing to bet (yeah)
 If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
 She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
 She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
 Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back
 Throw it, throw it back
 Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
 Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
 If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
 Throw it, throw it
 Better thank Jesus, making them peaches
 Georgia Bulldog got me SEC-sick
 She on that wave and I'm deep in
 Tryna buy another round (throw it back)
 Let me see the levee-breakin' Chevy, super heavy-duty
 Toot-toot for the dude-dude, babe
 Bubble-bubble, you been eating your McDoubles
 And it's trouble for me
 If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
 She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
 She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
 Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back
 Throw it, throw it back
 Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
 Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
 If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
 Throw it, throw it, throw it back (do it to 'em, Keith)
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 If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
 She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" (throw it back)
 She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
 Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back (hmm, won't you)
 Throw it, throw it back
 Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
 Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
 If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
 Throw it, throw it
 Throw it back
 Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack (on the Jack)
 Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
 If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
 Throw it, throw it, throw it back
 

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Duration
03:08
Tempo
94 BPM

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