#1] Welcome to the North CA, 80 West is I stay Just take 65, & exit Rocklin USA Im here to clarify some rumors that I heard say For one this isnt Sacramento & isnt the Bay Sac is the nearest major & its dismal and grey But we're a simple little town 30 miles & we do things a differently so let me explain California country kids do to entertain We lifted Fords & Chevys, treble tight & bass is heavy In the summer by 1pm everybody already & almost every party a fight with Dean & Jesse & unless your like 20 deep, this is get messy Im a black with baseball bats I aint a but I got a pitchfork and & axe So if thinking about causing me some trouble - relax Or have a black 12 at your back - Jack
We BIG house parties, way out in the cuts bottom women, drivin big ass trucks Dirt & quads, rollin in the muck Always shootin shotguns, never a f*** We in the C-O U-N T-R Y We California We in the C-O U-N T-R Y I guess Im a little
#2] Im a lot a bit suburban & a little bit & I bet you think that Im a bitch & you'll try to punk me But I dont give a about your gangs and colors To tell the truth Im bangin with a latex rubber But before you us pussy think about what we do Theres no or concerts its Timbuktu There aint nothin to do for fun but drink & blunts TP houses, four wheel, & shoot guns then run, if you the PD Yo I hope you aint homie cause they aint catchin me When I flee - I run Ive been selling bricks but Im only you deli meat & party mix Find me the shelves well from 10pm to 6 & when I get off I might just it with my clique We just hop in the whip, in two minutes in the sticks We all got a beer & a white bi**, & we all like
BIG house parties, way out in the Thick bottom women, drivin big ass bikes & quads, rollin in the muck Always shootin shotguns, givin a f*** We in the C-O U-N T-R Y We Country We in the C-O U-N T-R Y I guess Im a little
#3] Now if you the Rock-town you heard of Nolan Cox His are legendary & they rarely ever stop We always the neighbors but they always call the cops So now we just flip em off & egg their a lot, bi***s just trynna be amused Without having to go to the boonies & skeet And you wonder why the kids rebel you in their Maybe because you try to control we do & so we shake & so we to the beat of our own song We're havin a good time so we dont wrong I met a back a couple summers, her name was Summer And her, in a was a straight home runner Im like STOP! Whoa, you see that Its like she smugglin in that bikini man Like her hips are directly to my weenie man Now I feel like a freak inside a mini van, but I like
BIG house parties, way out in the bottom women, drivin big ass trucks Dirt bikes & quads, rollin in the Always shotguns, never givin a f*** We in the C-O U-N T-R Y We Country We in the C-O U-N T-R Y I Im a little country (yeah)
Someones gon say Im trynna compare Cali to the South Im not! But this is for California, believe me - look Shout out to the cities where I enjoyed my childhood Sac town, Roseville, Granite Bay, Lincoln, C Heights, up? I see you
Real BIG parties, way out in the Thick bottom women, big ass trucks bikes & quads, rollin in the muck Always shootin shotguns, never a f*** We in the C-O U-N T-R Y We Country We in the C-O U-N T-R Y I Im a little country