Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rollin Like a Redneck, artist - Jawga Boyz. Album song Reloaded 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.12.2013
Record label: D. Thrash
Song language: English
Rollin Like a Redneck |
| Wow, Christy, do you see that truck? |
| I mean gross, that is so tacky |
| That must be one of those rednecks I’ve heard about! |
| Hop in the truck, come on lets roll |
| Just bought a case of beer |
| Now we headin' for a mud hole (haha) |
| County boys and we do it right |
| Got the bill of my hat pointing strait to the sky (yeah man) |
| Carhartt and Wranglers on |
| Bass Pro hat, camouflage on my phone (look) |
| Got the Browning decal on the back |
| Right next to a G |
| What you know about that |
| I’m country and that’s how we live |
| If ya got moonshine then I’m takin' a sip (haha, there you go) |
| Some folks call me a redneck |
| I smile and take it as a compliment (hah) |
| I live life the only way I know how |
| Walk with a swagger and I rep the south (yea) |
| And if you see me as I’m riding through the crowd |
| I’m hangin' out the window screamin' it loud |
| Yeah buddy, rollin' like a redneck |
| Trucks jacked up I got a smoke stacks |
| Nuts hanging off the hitch |
| And a system in the back that’ll make your nose itch (haha) |
| Yeah I’m living that right (that right, that right) |
| And I’m ridin' that tight (that tight, that tight) |
| Son I’m ridin' so tight that my tires sound like a damn bull dog bite |
| Yeah my tires sound like a damn bull dog bite |
| Wakin' people up as I ride through at night |
| And don’t forget about the skyjacker lift kit |
| How you think I made the 44's fit (haha) |
| Don’t you know we ain’t playin' around |
| Six twelves in the back helpin' out with the sound (nope) |
| And I got a train horn if you too slow |
| Speed up or I’m lettin' it blow (haha) |
| If your ridin' to close from behind |
| I got spotlights that will turn you blind (ooh) |
| Yeah, so back off you don’t want none |
| Hangin' on the back glass ain’t a BB gun fool (ooh) |
| Who’d you think you were messin' with (messin' with) |
| These country boys they ain’t no myth (nope) |
| And if you see me as I’m riding through the crowd |
| I’m hangin' out the window screamin' it loud (yeah) |
| Yeah buddy, rollin' like a redneck |
| Trucks jacked up I got a smoke stacks |
| Nuts hanging off the hitch |
| And a system in the back that’ll make your nose itch (haha) |
| Yeah I’m living that right (that right, that right) |
| And I’m ridin' that tight (that tight, that tight) |
| Son I’m ridin' so tight that my tires sound like a damn bull dog bite |
| Okay, we 'bout to wrap it up |
| You know that we country (yeah) and that we tough (yeah) |
| You know that we hunt (yeah) you know that we fish (yeah) |
| You know when we see a buck we don’t miss (no) |
| You know that we love (yeah) to play in the mud (yeah) |
| And when we get trucks we jack them up (yeah) |
| And when we get stuck we don’t get mad (what man) |
| We drop the tailgate and have a party in the back (haha) |
| That’s right, we live so tight |
| Open the cooler and grab you a Bud Light (I got twenty) |
| I’m talkin' to e’rry damn body (woo) |
| Meet me at the mud hole six o’clock Friday (come on) |
| If you down to have you a good time |
| You better show up fool I ain’t lyin' |
| And if you see me as I’m ridin' through the crowd |
| I’m hangin' out the window screamin' it loud (yeah) |
| Yeah buddy, rollin' like a redneck |
| Trucks jacked up I got a smoke stacks |
| Nuts hanging off the hitch |
| And a system in the back that’ll make your nose itch (haha) |
| Yeah I’m living that right (that right, that right) |
| And I’m ridin' that tight (that tight, that tight) |
| Son I’m ridin' so tight that my tires sound like a damn bull dog bite |
| Uhmm, excuse me |
| Can I ride in your truck? |