Party in the Pasture

country hip-hop fused with G-funk, deep clean sub-808 bass, twangy electric guitar, talkbox-style synth leads, rubbery funk bass accents, crisp trap hats, live country drums, handclaps, boot-stomp energy, swaggering male rap-sung vocals, playful party hook, polished wide low end, bonfire dancefloor atmosphere, dynamic verses and explosive singalong choruses

[Intro]
Dust on the tailgate, sparks climbing high
Boots by the cooler, smoke in the sky
Turn it up, y'all, let the backwoods shake
Tonight we came to make the whole county wake

[Verse 1]
Jacked-up trucks lined up by the gate
Moonshine glinting in a mason jar plate
Lucchese boots and Resistol hats
Everybody looking sharp where the gravel road ends

Bass in the speakers makes the truck bed jump
A little country twang with a West Coast thump
Somebody hollered, “Who’s brave enough tonight?”
Then a wild-eyed cowboy cleared the fence in flight

[Pre-Chorus]
He hit the dirt hard, lost one boot in the dust
We thought he was finished, thought that was a bust
But he popped right up with a grin on his face
Threw both hands high and shouted to the place

[Chorus]
Yee yee, let the whole field hear
Raise that cup up, bring your friends near
Bonfire burning, speakers knocking low
If you came to cut loose, let the good times roll
Yee yee, everybody cheer
Jacked-up rides and a wild frontier
From the fence-line fall to the dancefloor spin
We get knocked down, then we jump back in

[Verse 2]
Limb lines in the dark, glowing over the trees
Bass rolling warm on the midnight breeze
Then I caught your eye by the old hay bale
You smiled like trouble and said, “Don’t fail”

You pulled me close, boots sliding in the sand
One hand on my shoulder, one hand in my hand
We turned past the fire while the whole crowd sang
Your silver belt buckle flashed when the tailgate rang

[Bridge]
Then the headlights rolled through the cedar trees
A keg in the back and a stack of solo cups, please
Roaster hog tied down, ready for the flame
The whole crowd erupted when they called out its name

Somebody slapped the hood, somebody rang the bell
Smoke curled upward like a story to tell
One more round for the folks who showed
One more song before we send it down the road

[Final Chorus]
Yee yee, let the whole field hear
Raise that cup up, bring your friends near
Bonfire burning, speakers knocking low
If you came to cut loose, let the good times roll
Yee yee, everybody cheer
Jacked-up rides and a wild frontier
Hog on the roaster, sparks up high
Dancing with you while the moon climbs the sky

[Outro]
Boots in the dust, hats tipped back
Sub in the speakers with a country-rap smack
Yee yee, one last shout before we go
Party in the pasture, let the whole night roll

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[Intro] Dust on the tailgate, sparks climbing high Boots by the cooler, smoke in the sky Turn it up, y'all, let the backwoods shake Tonight we came to make the whole county wake [Verse 1] Jacked-up trucks lined up by the gate Moonshine glinting in a mason jar plate Lucchese boots and Resistol hats Everybody looking sharp where the gravel road ends Bass in the speakers makes the truck bed jump A little country twang with a West Coast thump Somebody hollered, “Who’s brave enough tonight?” Then a wild-eyed cowboy cleared the fence in flight [Pre-Chorus] He hit the dirt hard, lost one boot in the dust We thought he was finished, thought that was a bust But he popped right up with a grin on his face Threw both hands high and shouted to the place [Chorus] Yee yee, let the whole field hear Raise that cup up, bring your friends near Bonfire burning, speakers knocking low If you came to cut loose, let the good times roll Yee yee, everybody cheer Jacked-up rides and a wild frontier From the fence-line fall to the dancefloor spin We get knocked down, then we jump back in [Verse 2] Limb lines in the dark, glowing over the trees Bass rolling warm on the midnight breeze Then I caught your eye by the old hay bale You smiled like trouble and said, “Don’t fail” You pulled me close, boots sliding in the sand One hand on my shoulder, one hand in my hand We turned past the fire while the whole crowd sang Your silver belt buckle flashed when the tailgate rang [Chorus] Yee yee, let the whole field hear Raise that cup up, bring your friends near Bonfire burning, speakers knocking low If you came to cut loose, let the good times roll Yee yee, everybody cheer Jacked-up rides and a wild frontier From the fence-line fall to the dancefloor spin We get knocked down, then we jump back in [Bridge] Then the headlights rolled through the cedar trees A keg in the back and a stack of solo cups, please Roaster hog tied down, ready for the flame The whole crowd erupted when they called out its name Somebody slapped the hood, somebody rang the bell Smoke curled upward like a story to tell One more round for the folks who showed One more song before we send it down the road [Final Chorus] Yee yee, let the whole field hear Raise that cup up, bring your friends near Bonfire burning, speakers knocking low If you came to cut loose, let the good times roll Yee yee, everybody cheer Jacked-up rides and a wild frontier Hog on the roaster, sparks up high Dancing with you while the moon climbs the sky [Outro] Boots in the dust, hats tipped back Sub in the speakers with a country-rap smack Yee yee, one last shout before we go Party in the pasture, let the whole night roll

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