Song THROW IT BACK LYRICS – Breland

THROW IT BACK LYRICS – Breland

Throw It Back Lyrics

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

Shorty 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

Slow it down, girl, I’m tryna make it last, ay

If you sexy and you know it, make it clap

Throw it, throw it, throw it back

I threw it on back but 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 give it to ya, gotta get it ‘fore it turn red

Hotter than a flame, I barely know her name, but I’m damn sure willing to bet

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

Shorty 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

Slow it down, girl, I’m tryna make it last, ay

If you sexy and you know it, make it clap

Throw it, throw it

Gotta thank Jesus making them peaches

Georgia bulldog got me SC seasick

She on that wave and I’m deep in

Tryna buy another round

Throw it back

Let me see the levee breaking 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

Shorty 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

Slow it down, girl, I’m tryna make it last, ay

If you sexy and you know it, make it clap

Throw it, throw it, throw it back

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

Shorty 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

Slow it down, girl, I’m tryna make it last, ay

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

Slow it down, girl, I’m tryna make it last, ay

If you sexy and you know it, make it clap

Throw it, throw it, throw it back