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Correct Ridin High Lyrics
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[Hook: (x8)] We jack em up Then we ridin' high Jawga Boyz we riding high We back in the jacked up trucks Ridin' on 44s mud on the doors And our plan is to get stuck On the phone call up the boyz Let them all know to bring them toys Got a wench on the front if you need tow And straight pipes that make some noise Yeah We comin' from a mile a way you can hear them roar Got knobby tires we ridin' higher than we ever did before If you want a ride then I got to say hop in at your own discrection Cuz some of have told me that these seats are in the nose bleed section Got a 12 guage on the black glass and it's ready to go When I am on the road I never know when I'll see a buck or a doe Dip in my lip, and a cup of spit in the middle console Still gettin' hunnies scarin' bunnies you already know Ha ha Soulja's truck, gonna keep on rollin' down the road And it ain't no joke, cuz jawga boyz are as good gold So take some notes when you hear us flow and see the mud hangin on the door My truck ain't slow and it ain't for show, cuz! [Hook: (x8)] We jack em up Then we ridin' high Deep down in the woods High like the trees A bunch of rednecks We don't have no damn degrees And I'm reppin' for the sticks I'm reppin' for us hicks I'm talkin' about us folks who have never seen rich My chevy truck is jacked up A mud hole make me act up Snatch it tight slack up I'm slingin' mud Ya'll back up It's true it ain't no lie My chevy's high on 45s Cruzin dui, you know I'm sippin' apple pie Got that wheelie, rompin loud Black and camo on my ride Yeah that georgia flag flys cuz I'm known to show my pride Yeah we creep and we crawl Country click yelling yee haw I've had some slips and falls, due to too much alcohol Yeah my truck sits tall, sayin I'm scarin at the focus Grippin mud and climbin rocks still can't find a way to roll it Now I'm with these jawga boyz and we ridin' tonka toys With them big trucks big tires, we jack em up and. [Hook: (x8)] We jack em up Then we ridin' high 44s, big trucks, camo paint, big bucks Nuts on my truck hitch, I'm draggin them in the mud rutts Just some ol country boys, high like the pine trees And you can bet this be the last of a dying breed Southern blood, runs through my veins we some rebel boys Cross the river you ain't heard bottleneck and them jawga boyz Comin' through on the tonka toys riding high and jacked up Slangin mud like the hubs we got that mack cuz Raw dog in the Georgia Clay jacked up is how we play This is how we do it buck we keep em southern raised Stuck in our southern ways, stayin in the desperate days We riding high and jack em up they ain't no other way Better grip that steerin' wheel gonna make that chevy squeel True gritty country boys hick life you know it real We on that southern grind, we jacked up all the time We ridin in the sky, [Hook: (x8)] We jack em up Then we ridin' high Yeah we riding high!
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