Lyrics R.I.T.C. - Redneck Souljers

R.I.T.C.

Walked up in the club like what up I’m in my overalls
Shit boots on, man I’m sweatin' can’t see none of y’all
Got a new hair do, and my trooper shades too
When these rednecks hit the club
There ain’t no tellin' what we’ll do
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop
What the shit, I went to piss and woke up in a cell
My head poundin', eyes burnin', hurtin', what the hell
All I remember’s orderin' 'bout 20 beers at the bar
And leavin' up out that bitch with 250 charged on my card
Woah, here I come (Here I come) there I go (There I go)
I hit a dab and I’m 'bout as drunk as George Jones
Here I come (Here I come) there I go (There I go)
Watch me take a shot and vanish in a cloud of smoke
Been here 'bout a minute, bet I been blacked out for hours
Me and Upchurch throwin' bones 'cause some dudes said some shit about us
Or with, been mobbin' with Bubba Mathis
Man that shit was like a movie but you won’t catch it on cameras
Or in Panama City at the Villa goin' nuts
Man all this dust and bottles all around that’s what is up
Two fine dimes at the bar I had to see just what was up
Packed a dip and spit that shit, walked out the door and then went nuts, uh
Walked up in the club like what up I’m in my overalls
Shit boots on, man I’m sweatin' can’t see none of y’all
Got a new hair do, and my trooper shades too
When these rednecks hit the club
There ain’t no tellin' what we’ll do
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop
Boy, hot damn, I done took too many shots
Now I’m gettin' cross faded 'cause somebody passed the pot
Now my ears are turnin' red, hell fire my ass is hot
'Bout to come up out this shirt, I think I’m David Hasselhof
Nah I’m Chris Walls, everybody calls me Hubb
Known to drink until I’m drunk and nearly black out in the tub
I ain’t tryna catch a buzz, let me catch a swarm of hornets
Hope nobody calls the fuzz, 'cause bartender I’m 'bout to order
Yeah I want my Jack straight, yeah motherfuck a chaser
This glass ain’t gonna do it pour my drink up in a vase
Or in a pitcher, I ain’t bitchin' I just love the taste of whiskey
If we ain’t 'gon take some shots then buddy you ain’t drinkin' with me
Feelin' tipsy, still on my shit, I’m double cuppin', ain’t spillin a bit
Me and my buddies we killin' a fifth, open another and it’ll be six
Six bottles at 6 AM I’m so wasted I don’t even know
Hope the UFO’s have dug me and drop me off at my home
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
We ain’t familiar with these rules
What we’ll do, what we’ll do
'Cause we don’t know just what to do
We just came up out the woods
A couple roosters flew the coop