Lyrics Cowboy Troy – BYOB

(B.Y.O.B.)
Report to the dancefloor
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Gonna have a good time, y’all

Crank it up, it’s time to throw down
You know that’s the plan when rodeo in town
Don’t need to find trouble, it knows my address
Turn it up, let’s start the madness
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and Uranus and all the constallations
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conversation
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Party started when I walked in
Redneck
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and gin
On the rocks, with a slice of cucumber
Hot tracks playing a single digit number
Bumping the charts, the DJ is sure busy
Don’t stare in the lights, ya might get dizzy
The party moving to the bouncing beat
If ya ain’t already better move your feet
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Gonna have a good time, y’all
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B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty
To the big time party
B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty

Here comes the party, it’s a full-time job
All night long and it ain’t gonna stop
It ain’t gon’ quit, the fun is intense
Stay cooler than frozen peppermint
Giving out high fives like trick-or-treat candy
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lady looking fine and dandy
The touch of disco, the sounds of hick-hop
We won’t stop till we on top

Gonna have a good time, y’all
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B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty
To the big time party
B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty

B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty
B.Y.O.B.
Yeah, yeah
B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty
B.Y.O.B.
Report to the dancefloor

Gonna have a good time, y’all
?
B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty
To the big time party
B.Y.O.B.
Bring your own booty