#1] Welcome to the CA, 80 West is where I stay Just take 65, & exit Rocklin USA Im to clarify some rumors that I heard people say For one this Sacramento & this isnt the Bay Sac is the nearest major & its dismal and grey But we're a simple little town 30 away & we do things a little so let me explain California country kids do to entertain We Rollin lifted Fords & Chevys, treble tight & is heavy In the summer by 1pm drunk already & almost every party theres a fight with & Jesse & unless your 20 deep, this is gunna get messy Im a redneck black baseball bats I aint a thug but I got a and & axe So if your thinking about me some trouble - relax Or a black 12 gauge at your back - Jack
We like BIG house parties, way out in the Thick women, drivin big ass trucks Dirt bikes & quads, rollin in the 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
#2] Im a lot a bit suburban & a bit country & I bet you think that means Im a bitch & try to punk me But I dont give a damn about gangs and colors To tell the truth Im only bangin with a rubber But before you call us pussy think about we do Theres no clubs or concerts its There aint nothin to do for fun but drink & blunts TP houses, four wheel, & shoot guns run, if you hear the PD Yo I you aint slow homie cause they aint catchin me When I flee - I run like Ive been selling but Im only selling you deli & party mix Find me the shelves well from 10pm to 6 & when I get off I might just kick it with my We just hop in the whip, in two we're in the sticks We all got a beer & a white bi**, & we all like
BIG parties, way out in the cuts bottom women, drivin big ass trucks Dirt & 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 Im a little country
#3] Now if you from the you heard of Nolan Cox His parties are legendary & they rarely stop We invite the neighbors but they always 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 because you try to control everything we do & so we shake & so we move to the of our own song We're havin a good time so we know wrong I met a girl a couple summers, her name was Summer And her, in a was a straight home runner Im like STOP! Whoa, you see ass? Its like she smugglin in that bikini man her hips are talkin directly to my weenie man Now I feel creepy like a freak a mini van, but I like
BIG parties, way out in the cuts Thick bottom women, 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 Country We in the C-O U-N T-R Y I guess Im a little (yeah)
gon say Im trynna compare Cali to the dirty South Im not! But this is country for California, believe me - Shout out to the surrounding cities where I enjoyed my Sac town, Roseville, Bay, Lincoln, C Heights, whats up? I see you
Real BIG parties, way out in the Thick bottom women, drivin big ass bikes & quads, rollin in the muck 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 guess Im a country