Dez - Aint from Bama lyrics

Chorus [Bubba Sparxxx] (x2) 50 cases and they on ice Got a black Duramax and it's so tight We ain't from bama But we roll like the tide Slip n Slide and we feelin right Verse 1 [Bubba Sparxxx] Me and D thrash off in the chevy we mash Put my foot on the gas and say bye-bye to the past We Georgia Bulldogs but we roll like the tide And my paint job is black got camo on the inside Just country boy coolin with a cooler full of beverages They talked about me badly but never was I stressing it Just keep it at a distance don't bring to my residence Or we gonn' be in court dog tryina reach a settlement After I whop that a**, so let us not walk that path Just have yourself a cold one And try to get up on one of these girls is all I ask It's the country rap royalty also known as Bubba K Leave your car at home cause we playin' with the trucks today We got a stripper pole in the mud hole Go Betty go, role tide role Chorus [Bubba Sparxxx] (x2) 50 cases and they on ice Got a black Duramax and it's so tight We ain't from bama But we roll like the tide Slip n Slide and we feelin right Verse 2 [D Thrash] The mud hole about to spill over So many trucks getting dirty and we takin over Something like a redneck mafia Haters keep talkin but they ain't stopping us We keep droppin bucks and doin what we do Livin out here with a different attitude Just tryina be free don't want to be bothered Workin real hard they call it blue collar Rollin on the mud grips that you can hear Make our own whiskey from a moonshine still We like to make deals that we call under the table Duck and dodge Uncle Sam if we're able We don't get cable out in the sticks Only option is to have a satellite dish But I'm never really home to watch much of it Cause I'll be in my truck pullin cars out the ditch, with a wench Chorus [Bubba Sparxxx] (x2) 50 cases and they on ice Got a black Duramax and it's so tight We ain't from bama But we roll like the tide Slip n Slide and we feelin right Verse 3 [Dez] We keep on flowing and rollin Just like the tide comin in Then stompin down the duramax again That's my country benz Kin in the back actin' like they on a rollercoaster Not sure I'm riding legal even though I'm supposed to Now they mention Dez hearin em' say I'm bumpin him That's that boy that's on the songs now I'm bubbin them Just some Jawga Boyz getting it while the gettin's good Stereo knockin out the back while we spilltin wood We living good, slip slide on these muddy roads Just the way of life for these wild southern folks On another note we just hanging out and feelin right Got the tailgate parallel to the ground tonight Feet dangling, banging the hank and sanging Little bit jealous how we hanging Really can't say that I want to be blamin them Aimin' the Smith and Wesson's to the clouds Feel the kick back And while they talking we rolling believe we living that Chorus [Bubba Sparxxx] (x2) 50 cases and they on ice Got a black Duramax and it's so tight We ain't from bama But we roll like the tide Slip n Slide and we feelin right