#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 people say For one this isnt & this isnt the Bay Sac is the nearest major & its dismal and grey But we're a simple town 30 miles away & we do things a differently so let me explain What California country kids do to We lifted Fords & Chevys, treble tight & bass is heavy In the summer by 1pm everybody drunk & almost every party theres a with Dean & Jesse & unless your like 20 deep, is gunna get messy Im a redneck black with bats I aint a thug but I got a and & axe So if your thinking about causing me some trouble - Or have a black 12 gauge at back - Jack
We BIG house parties, way out in the cuts bottom women, drivin big ass trucks Dirt bikes & quads, rollin in the Always shootin shotguns, never givin a 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 country
#2] Im a lot a bit & a little bit country & I bet you think that means Im a bitch & try to punk me But I give a damn about your gangs and colors To tell the truth Im only bangin with a latex But before you call us pussy think about we do no clubs 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 you aint slow homie cause they aint catchin me When I flee - I run like Ive been bricks but Im selling you deli meat & party mix Find me stocking the shelves from 10pm to 6 & when I get off I might just kick it my clique We hop in the whip, in two minutes we're in the sticks We all got a beer & a booty-ful white bi**, & we all
BIG house parties, way out in the Thick bottom women, drivin big ass bikes & 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 Im a little country
#3] Now if you the Rock-town you heard of Nolan Cox His parties are legendary & they rarely ever We always invite the neighbors but they call the cops So now we just flip em off & egg their house a lot, We're trynna be amused having to go to the boonies & skeet shoot And you wonder why the kids rebel you in their Maybe you try to control everything we do & so we shake & so we move to the of our own song We're havin a time so we dont know wrong I met a girl back a summers, her name was Summer And her, in a bikini was a straight runner Im like STOP! Whoa, you see that Its like she smugglin something in that man Like her hips are directly to my weenie man Now I feel creepy 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, 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 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, Bay, Lincoln, C Heights, whats up? I see you
Real BIG parties, way out in the Thick bottom women, big ass trucks Dirt & quads, rollin in the muck Always shotguns, never givin 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