Big Trucks

(Yeah, yeah) (Uh, uh) Yeah Let's go, let's go Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya I promise I'm gonna have you lookin' up (lookin' up) I'm a product of the South, all I do is act up I've been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid Break your, break your, break your neck back Lookin' up that super jacked, super duty max Blacked out from the front to the back Console packed full of green and magazines But not that kind you smoke or the kind you read (indeed) Have you ever seen a hundred-thousand-dollar truck? Well, pay attention suckers, Demun Jones is pullin' up Custom stitched leather seats with that heater for your butt Logos in the headrest, Jones County, stand up Holler at your boy and I'ma get right with ya I didn't mean to cause a scene, go ahead and take you a picture I'm a big truck boss, flossin' so photogenic Somebody grab me a ladder, and I'll be down in a minute, c'mon Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya I promise I'm gonna have you lookin' up (lookin' up) I'm a product of the South, all I do is act up I've been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid I'm-, I'm lovin' it Big pipes, I'm like a shuttle lift Truck so high, I could park your truck up under it Big wheels spin on every truck that I'm in I call 'em upper cuts 'cause they come up to my chin Bass bumpin', turn left, the frame rubbin' Pull up on your break pumpin' Dare someone to say somethin' Crown in my bedroom, I can feel the hate comin' Now drop it down and watch a country girl shake somethin' Feel like I'm playin' tic-tac-toe The way I got these men textin' me, these X's and O's I keep my bourbon in a big ol' cup Country girl with a big ol' butt Got that big ol' diesel whistlin' Speakers knockin', listenin' to Upchurch up in Michigan You talkin' or you hoppin' in? Put the Mickey Thompsons on the Chevy I've been rockin' since Pocket full of stones, don't try to box me in Bangers when you hear it gotta turn the volume up, ayy Rearview mirror shakin', couple cases in the truck I ain't drinkin' with no chaser and I ain't ever get stuck How's the view down there in that rut lookin' up? Flyin' by with the finest cutie pie, she a ten Sittin' high drinkin' apple pie, there she go again Tryna rev' my engine up, actin' like she tryna, uh I'm just tryna get her home and watch her shake that big ol' butt 'cause I'm a Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya I promise I'm gonna have you lookin' up (lookin' up) I'm a product of the South, all I do is act up I've been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah) Stupid, stupid (it's Dustin Leigh), stupid (hell yeah) Stupid (ayy, what up), stupid, stupid I pull up lookin' down (down) See only wheels on the ground (ground) You think you seen a plane 'cause my truck be in the clouds It's Dustin Leigh, I'm the party boy Ride around in a Tonka Toy When I show my face, all the country girls go bonkers for me I'm lifted up, lifted up to the sky (sky) You'll see a southern belle sittin' by my side (side) A fifth of bourbon bein' drunk until it's dry Only noon, but I ain't cryin' 'Bout to turn up, yeah, it's time (time) My truck's so damn stupid, state might cut it a check (a check) My wheels built for dirt in case I go off track I don't know it all, but I know for a fact Real men like their truck beefy like Sav' from the back Yeah, I'm a- Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya I promise I'm gonna have you lookin' up