Hillbilly Limo

Yeah no matter what you drive|Saddle it up, it's Friday night|Hot mama shakin' them taillights|We're gonna take a moonlight ride|Aw yeah||We got blondes brunettes and them redheads|Riding in style like a long stretch|Limousine with a long bed|Little hotties in the back pumpin' the keg|Got all we need, yeah that's for sure|She ain't gotta be pretty, she just gotta purr'|Row-ow||Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,|F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror|I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra|Boots to the pedal right when it turns over|Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll|Cruising in our hillbilly limo||Yeah we got Jesus on the dashboard, cigarettes and rust on the floor|Ol' Hank still sounding fine, through two blown 8x9's|Got all we need, yeah that's for sure|She ain't gotta be pretty, as long as she purrs'||Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,|F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror|I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra|Boots to the pedal right when it turns over|Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll|Cruising in our hillbilly limo||Hillbilly limo||Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,|F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror|I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra|Boots to the pedal right when it turns over|Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll|Cruising in our hillbilly limo||Hahahaha|Yeah no matter what you drive'|