Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Duramax, artist - Moonshine Bandits. Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Song language: English
Duramax |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust, bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| I’ve got a blacked out Duramax |
| A 12 inch smokestack, four 12's in the back |
| Poundin hard like a whack-a-pack |
| All the girls wanna ride six of 'em in the back |
| With the camo dash nah, they can’t get enough of that |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| Young Gunner on the radio (You know my truck is jacked up) |
| Carolina, Georgia, Florida I will always represent it |
| Rockin' mud blood if you ain’t seen it then you gotta get it |
| Love the way my Chevrolet compliments my Chevy chain |
| Mud Digger King and at the top is where I still remain |
| Good ole country boys somethin' bought me that’ll never change |
| You’ll never get on my level as long as I’m up in this game |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust, bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| I got that Duramax power rollin' coal out by the hour |
| And I keep these yuppies sour 'cause I’m taller than the tower |
| If you pull up right beside me make you tuck your head and cower |
| I’ma rain on your parade and blow some smoke out on your flowers |
| Yeah, I’m peellin' off and grinnin' with a Chevy full of women |
| Leave you in a cloud of smoke with my tires spinnin' |
| I’m gone, jammin' hick-hop in my zone |
| 'Bout to hits these dirty roads and throw some mud up on my chrome |
| Lenny ridin' with me and we far out from the city |
| Yeah, we in the dirty, dirty so you know we keep it gritty |
| Goin' hard up on the gas like I’m tryin' to pop a wheelie |
| Talkin' trash about my ride, make me slap a cracker silly |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust, bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough |
| Blacked out Duramax, speakers 'bout to bust, bust |
| Moon light bright, sh-shinin' off the dust |
| Seat leaned back, ridin' way jacked up |
| Yeah, I love this way of life, I can never get enough (Get enough, get enough, |
| get enough, get enough) |