Back Roads (feat. Huey P)

Bye bye Miss American Pie Had to hit the backroads So I could get me a slice I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life I get fucked up 'n I get bucked off I get back up 'n I go dust off I hop back on 'n I get lost (Yeah)(Yeah) There's paper to gain Got meds for the pain What's eight little seconds for a life of fame Plus a baddie with a fatty gon' scream my name We in them backroads High up in my Chevy My baby ridin' shotgun And we lookin' for that levy But the levy was dry Sippin' whisky 'n rye She said park it right here Boy don't you put it in drive We in them backroads High up in my Chevy My baby ridin' shotgun And we lookin' for the levy But the levy was dry Sippin' whisky 'n rye She said park it right here Boy don't you put it in drive (No, no, no) Bye bye Miss American Pie Had to hit the backroads So I could get me a slice I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life (Aye) Now you can tell by how I walk I ain't from round here She said that it was rare to catch a city slicker down here So I, I got my boots on, I got my blue jeans I'm Petty So hit your friends up, be ready We left the lambo, we brought the Chevy It's steady, I told her "hop in" I tried to drive she wouldn't let me We in them backroads High up in my Chevy My baby ridin' shotgun And we lookin' for that levy But the levy was dry Sippin' whisky 'n rye She said park it right here Boy don't you put it in drive We in them backroads High up in my Chevy My baby ridin' shotgun And we lookin' for that levy But the levy was dry Sippin' whisky 'n rye She said park it right here Boy don't you put it in drive (No, no, no) Bye bye Miss American Pie Had to hit the backroads So I could get me a slice I got mud slingin' from the back of my tires And my bellbottom baby had the time of her life