Chase Rice - How She Rolls Lyrics
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevorlet
She grows from an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin, body rocking
dropping under the moonlight.
My baby's a hands in the air
and don't have a care when her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tare
gets a rayban's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks that's how she rolls.
She's a backwards hat, hey boys what's up
Strawberry lipstick from a Dixie cup
A quick silver tan line, riding shot gun in my truck
A charm with a peace sign around her neck for a little luck
My baby's a hands in the air
don't have a care when her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tare
gets a rayban's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks that's how she rolls.
My baby's a hands in the air
don't have a care when her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tare
man a rayban stare just about everywhere we go.
My baby's a hands in the air
don't have a care when her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tare
gets a rayban stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks that's how she rolls.
Yeah, that's how she rolls.
Yeah, that's how she rolls.
