Letras
I burn that dirt, hug that road
Plug my lip with a fist full of Skoal
12 gauge cock, shift down low
Bounce mud tires like a bass on a pole
Up ahead, something ain't right
It ain't a deer in my KC lights
Oh, sweet Jesus, a city boy Prius
Slingin' up mud, so I start a singin'
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
He's worthless as a one point buck
He never heard of a four-wheel-drive
Now he's spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'
Spinnin', spinnin' them tires
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
Penny-loafers didn't bring no luck
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on, rollin' on by, yee-yee
Back and forth, the mud got thicker
Kick good dirt on his Democrat sticker
Runnin' his mouth, getting all pissed
When you shoulda bought a car that you don't plug in
I got a shotgun
Ridin' shotgun no room to give him a lift
I pull over, crack a cold one on his shoulder
And put in another dip, and yell
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
He's worthless as a one point buck
Never heard of a four-wheel drive
Now he's spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'
Spinnin', spinnin' them tires
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
Penny-loafers didn't bring no luck
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on, rollin' on by, yee-yee
Hey, city boy, I'm Earl Dibbles Jr
I'm a country boy
You're a long way from town to be runnin' your mouth
You see them tires spinnin' like that?
That's why we use nothin', but mud tires four-by-four
You got your hair slicked back in your skinny jeans
Collar popped up, and your car's itty-bitty
Better turn around and go back to the city, yee-yee
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh), you can pop that clutch, you can pop that collar
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh), I'm a pop this top while I holler
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh), you can pop that clutch you can pop that collar
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh), I'ma pop this top, while I holler
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
He's worthless as a one point buck
Never heard of a four-wheel-drive
Now he's spinnin' spinnin' spinnin'
Spinnin', spinnin' them tires
Hey, (hey), city boy stuck
Penny-loafers didn't bring no luck
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on rollin' on by, yee-yee
He don't put a good dip in
Don't crack a cold one
Don't fix a tree, don't rope stuff
Don't shoot the gun
Barbed wire tattoo
Don't even go all the way around
Yee-yee