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redneck souljers - r.i.t.c. lyrics

[pre-chorus]
walked up in the club like what up i’m in my overalls
sh-t boots on, man i’m sweatin’ can’t see none of ya’ll
got a new hair do, and my trooper shades too
when these rednecks h-t the club
there ain’t no tellin’ what we’ll do

[verse 1: fatt tarr]
what the sh-t, i went to p-ss and woke up in a cell
my head poundin’, eyes burnin’, hurtin’, what the h-ll
all i remember’s orderin’ bout 20 beers at the bar
and leaving up out that b-tch with 250 charged on my card
woah here i come (here i come) there i go (there i go)
i hit a dab and i’m ’bout as drunk as george jones
here i come (here i come) there i go (there i go)
watch me take a shot and vanish in a cloud of smoke
been here bout a minuet, bet i been blacked out for hours
me and upchurch throwin’ bones ’cause some dudes said some sh-t about us
or with mj, q, atlanta
it might of been with bubba matthis
man that sh-t was like a movie but you won’t catch it on cameras
or in panama city at the villa goin’ nuts
man all this dust and bottles all around that’s what is up
two fine dimes at the bar i had to see just what was up
packed a dip and spit that sh-t, walked out the door and then went nuts, uh

[chorus]
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
we ain’t familiar with these rules
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
a couple roosters flew the coop

[verse 2: c-hubb]
boy, hot d-mn, i done took too many shots
now i’m gettin’ cross faded ’cause somebody p-ssed the pot
now my ears are turnin’ red
h-ll fire my -ss is hot
bout to come up out this shirt
i think i’m david h-sselhof
nah i’m chris walls, everybody calls me hub
known to drink until i’m drunk and nearly black out in the tub
i’m ain’t tryna catch a buzz
let me catch a swarm of hornets
hope no body calls the fuzz
cause bartender i’m bout to order
yeah i want my jack straight
yeah mother f-cking chaser
this gl-ss ain’t gonna do it pour my drink up in a vase
or in a pitcher, i ain’t b-tchin’ i just love the taste of whiskey
if we ain’t ‘gon take some shots then buddy you ain’t drinkin’ with me
feelin’ tipsy, still on my sh-t
i’m double cuppin’, ain’t spillin a bit
me and my buddies we k!llin’ a fifth
open another and it’ll be six
six bottles at 6am i’m so wasted i don’t even know
hope the ufos have dug me and drop me off at my home

[chorus]
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
we ain’t familiar with these rules
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
a couple roosters flew the coop
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
we ain’t familiar with these rules
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
a couple roosters flew the coop
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
we ain’t familiar with these rules
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
a couple roosters flew the coop
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
we ain’t familiar with these rules
what we’ll do, what we’ll do
’cause we don’t know just what to do
we just came up out the woods
a couple roosters flew the coop

- redneck souljers lyrics

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