Colt 45 (Country Remix)

12 pack of Busch light, a can of Cope Baby, that's all we need Take it past the county line, start a big bonfire Out where the cops won't see Pass 'round the fifth, all take a sip Singing them old Hank songs Couple games of beer pong, mud on the chrome Ain't drinking on Dom Perignon So roll, roll, roll some smokes Dust off the homemade shine Feeling good as hell, let out a roll tide yell (woo) Cruising through the countryside So roll, roll the '94 rusty old Bronco Got everything we want down this old dirt road Living fast and taking it slow Down in these parts, doin' things different (things different) Sportin' mud on ya truck, like it came with it (like it came with it) With ya homeboys rollin' through ya hometown Got enough blue mountains here to go 'round (yessir) 1-5-0s, on a backroad, rollin' real slow, on somethin' strong Got the backwoods in the backwoods, hit the gas and we get long gone (yeah, right) Hotbox the clapbox, yeah, it's all good Yeti full of bud light and we got good bud I don't need the neon, we got headlights Up workin' all day 'bout to throw down tonight 12 pack of Busch light, a can of Cope Baby, that's all we need Take it past the county line, start a big bonfire Out where the cops won't see Pass round the fifth, all take a sip Singing them old Hank songs Couple games of beer pong, mud on the chrome Ain't drinking on Dom Perignon So roll, roll, roll some smokes Dust off the homemade shine Feeling good as hell, let out a roll tide yell (woo) Cruising through the countryside So roll, roll the '94 rusty old Bronco Got everything we want down this old dirt road Living fast and taking it slow Get a little lost Let them speakers blast Sip it 'til it's gone Lotta lovin' little buzzing on a 12 pack Let the night roll on Just kick it back Doing what the hell we want A little Colt 45 and 2 Zig Zags 12 pack of Busch light, a can of Cope Baby, that's all we need Take it past the county line, start a big bonfire Out where the cops won't see Pass round the fifth, all take a sip Singing them old Hank songs Couple games of beer pong, little mud on the chrome Ain't drinking on Dom Perignon So roll, roll, roll some smokes Dust off the homemade shine Feeling good as hell, let out a roll tide yell Cruising through the countryside So roll, roll the '94 rusty old Bronco Got everything we want down this old dirt road Living fast and taking it slow