Intro (spoken hype):
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“Yeah—mud tires, cold beers, pretty girls, let’s go!
Turn the tailgate into a stage tonight!”
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Verse 1 (Country drawl):
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Pull up in the Chevy, lifted to the sky,
Cooler full of cold ones, bonfire’s gettin’ high,
Girls in the cutoff shorts dancin’ in the light,
Truck bed jumpin’, it’s a party all night.
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Chorus (Hook):
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Trucks lined up, tailgates down,
Beers in the air, let’s shut this town,
Girls in the back with the boots kicked high,
Trap beat bumpin’ ‘neath the southern sky.
Yeah, we ridin’ loud, we don’t play no games,
Mud on the tires, 808s in the frame,
Country boy style with the city turnt up,
It’s a backroad party when we tailgate turn up.
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Verse 2 (Trap rap flow):
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808 knockin’, that banjo bend,
Got the squad on deck and the money to spend,
Diesel in the tank and the shine in the jar,
She hoppin’ in the cab, sayin’ “boy, you a star.”
Neon lights glow, and the speakers on blast,
Country girl shake with a trap beat fast,
Mix a little dirt road with a club vibe mean,
We the Southside kings with a redneck dream.
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Chorus (Hook, repeat):
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Bridge (Melodic / singalong):
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Raise it up, to the good times rollin’,
Tailgate stage and the whole crowd knowin’,
Every little sip got the night on fire,
Boots and bass take us higher, higher!
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Final Chorus (Bigger, with ad-libs + chants):
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Trucks lined up (woo!), tailgates down (let’s go!),
Beers in the air, let’s shut this town (ayyy!),
Girls in the back with the boots kicked high (boots high!),
Trap beat bumpin’ ‘neath the southern sky (southern sky!).
Yeah, we ridin’ loud, we don’t play no games (no games!),
Mud on the tires, 808s in the frame (skrrt skrrt!),
Country boy style with the city turnt up,
It’s a backroad party when we tailgate turn up (turn up, turn up!).