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Correct Yeah Yeah Lyrics
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Correct Yeah Yeah
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We're the Bad boys from the dirty south, We're the southern boys, your mamma didn't tell you about We got the hottest daisy dukes callin out out names And the muddy Mississippi runnin through out veins Like hound dogs, howl at the moon Shoot a buck shot with me and you'll be howlin too Grab my 12 guage, I pop a stop sign Rock my camo hat, cocked to the side Na na, na na na, yeah yeah My pick up truck, is a hand my down You know exactly who it is when I roll through town Cuz I blow smoke, and when the smoke clears, there's only us rednecks standin here Come on rock them skirts, yea yea, come on rock those braids Come on rock that word, yea yea come and rock that country music Rock them trucks, yea yea Come on rock them boots, yea yea Come on rock it up, yea yea This is how we do it Na na, na na na, yeah yeah Na na, na na na I drive my truck down the back roads with my back hoe I peel out throwin gravel on your front door Sweet home, ringtone on my cell phone I'm rebel downloaded I hit main street, sherriff see's me Turn his lights on, calls the deputy But it's to late, I hit the V8 to the interstate, don't cowboy hate! Na na, na na na, yeah yeah Na na, na na na We're the only bulls in a herd of cows With long enough horns to go around We like pasture parties, on the farm And if you wanna hit the hay, you can use my barn We got our pay check, we're ready To blow it on the ladies And if their lookin real fine they can have out time If their's more than they get to stand in line Rock them skirts, yea yea, Rock them braids, yea yea Come on rock that work, yea yea Rock that country music Rock them trucks, yea yea Come on rock them boots, yea yea Come on rock it up, yea yea This is how we do it Na na, na na na, yeah yeah Na na, na na na I like Bright lights, and big ol cities I like Small towns and buttered grits I like My steaks, country fried And this is where I'll be till the day I die Rock them skirts, yea yea, Rock them braids, yea yea Come on rock that work, yea yea Rock that country music Rock them trucks, yea yea Come on rock them boots, yea yea Come on rock it up, yea yea This is how we do it Na na, na na na, yeah yeah Na na, na na na Thanks to it's pretty close
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