Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Outlaw State of Mind , by - The Lacs. Song from the album Dirt Rock, in the genre КантриRelease date: 03.05.2018
Record label: Dirt Rock Empire
Song language: English
Outlaw State of Mind |
| Check, check them Lac boys on the number line |
| You’re throwin' smoke but the motor’s still runnin' fine |
| I keep it hotter than Jamaica in the summertime |
| You’ll prolly never, ever wanna find another guy |
| That keep it lit as shit, you others need to fall back |
| I slap the track back harder than the ball bat |
| Yeah, I’m all that, what you think you call that |
| You runnin' round talkin' shit like y’all bad |
| I got to get it, how I live it, keep it rollin' on |
| While you bitches talk about barely holdin' on |
| See I’m a boss, my daddy was a rollin' stone |
| Stay gettin' shitty and the whiskey keeps me goin' strong |
| I get my roll on, you get your swole on |
| Boy you need to go home, go on, roll on |
| Anythin' that you ever done, see I done done it |
| Outlaw shit, and I’ma keep it one hundred |
| Hand on the bottle over my heart |
| I won’t ever |
| Be but the rebel I’ve been from the start, eh! |
| I don’t need no new ways |
| I like my old days |
| And I ain’t gon' back down |
| Don’t give a damn what they say |
| And I ain’t never gonna change |
| Till the day that I die |
| I’m doin' fine, I’ll stay behind in my |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| I stick around a buncha bull-headed buddies |
| That can pound a round of bourbon, go to lurkin' round the country |
| I shit you not, I got a automatic attitude |
| Rather good or bad mood, makes you think «just act cool» |
| Late nightrider buzzin' on a half a fast boy |
| DUI be chafin', you don’t like it, kiss my ass, boy |
| attention like a top dog |
| Get your high horse riders all knocked off |
| I’m an outlaw, baby, keepin' nothin' undercover |
| Yeah I’m spittin' like a rebel but I’m nothin' like your brother |
| Wasn’t nothin' that you didn’t know about me |
| We might be buddies and all, but I oughta tell ya I hate sheep |
| So listen more than love me, lookin' passionate but thuggin' |
| And I’m dabbin' but I’m buzzin', and I’ll kick ya ass for judgin' |
| It’s really nothin' tough for y’all to figure us out |
| A couple redneck folks, the square root of the south |
| Hand on the bottle over my heart |
| I won’t ever |
| Be but the rebel I’ve been from the start, eh! |
| I don’t need no new ways |
| I like my old days |
| And I ain’t gon' back down |
| Don’t give a damn what they say |
| And I ain’t never gonna change |
| Till the day that I die |
| I’m doin' fine, I’ll stay behind in my |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| I don’t need no new ways |
| I like my old days |
| I don’t need no new ways |
| I like my old days |
| Yeah, I don’t need no new ways |
| I like my old days |
| And I ain’t gon' back down |
| Don’t give a damn what they say |
| And I ain’t never gonna change |
| Till the day that I die |
| I’m doin' fine, I’ll stay behind in my |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |
| Outlaw state of mind |