Tekst Utworu

Ha, Georgia boys Yuh Gee, thrash Yuh All the girls wanna ride with me, yuh All the girls wanna ride with me, yuh They say they like my truck, my truck, my truck, my truck All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked-up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Said you want a redneck, don't be scared now All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked-up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Say you want a redneck, don't be scared now My 49s diggin, lip full o' dip Winch on the front 'cause my trucks well-equipped I'm in the parking lot, I'm pimpin' with my Wranglers on Leaning on the truck that make the girls wanna moan My jeans tight and I know I'm looking right Got so many girls lookin', they about to start a fight Look, I'm tryin' to have some fun when I hop in the truck You wanna roll, sit down, hold on, shut up 12-gauge on the back, glass ready to go I never know when I'm gonna see a buck or a doe And if I see a cop, girl I ain't worried A bo-bo, in a mudhole, I get buried See, this is what they make these big tires for, want more? I'ma put the pedal down to the floor And take you to a place you ain't never been, out in the country I bet I have ya sayin' ya love me All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked-up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Said you want a redneck, don't be scared now All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Said you want a redneck, don't be scared now And you know I brought the hunch punch moonshine in my cup In the truck, gettin' stuck in the mud, windows rolled up All four wheels diggin', this ain't a game You havin' fun ain't you, girl, bet you glad that you came Black powder-coated wheels, Mickey Thompson on the tires They said 49s wouldn't fit, but they liars We can take a trip to the store and back You say you want a six-pack, we need more than that What you waitin' on girl? This the chance of your life There ain't nothing that them city boys got that you like You don't know what you missin', just quit talkin' and listen I can drive over cars while they right there sittin' Think about it for a minute 'til I leave in my truck Then you see your best friend askin', "How do I get up?" If you country and you love it, then you can relate But all them city boys sure gonna hate All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked-up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Said you want a redneck, don't be scared now All the girls wanna ride, and tear stuff up Hop into my jacked-up truck, get stuck Wanna ride, let your hair down Said you want a redneck, don't be scared now Ha-ha, yeah, y'all know, y'all know, yeah Hey, all the girls wanna ride with me, yeah All the girls wanna ride with me, yeah They say they like my truck, my truck, my truck, and that's what's up Oh, Georgia boys, we done done it again, man Man, you rednecks been showin' these boys up Hey, you got them big ol' trucks, them four-wheelers Shoot, man, hey You got some dip, man
Writer(s): Derek Thrasher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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