(Spoken)
alright all strapped down… now who’s got that cooler?
(Guitar solo)
We got the rigs all loaded down.
Got some buddies from out of town.
That sun is high man and it’s hot.
We’re headed down to a favorite spot.
Fire up the trucks let’s all roll out.
Crank that music up!
But don’t forget about.
Trail sodas!
Them old riddin dranks.
Cans in the cooler bout to get turnt up,
Don’t worry bout what’s in my yeti cup.
We don’t need no damn censorin,
Hell hold em up like we got sponsorin.
Ain’t nothing wrong with catchin a little buzz
Ain’t no need to make no fuss.
We ain’t out here tryin to get… toooo drunk.
We got the buggies all fueled up.
Them quads just came off the truck.
And those two stroke bikes there trying to to get em warmed up.
Every light on these rigs is turned on.
Incase we ride all night long.
It’ll be brighter than the crack of dawn.
Man we’ll be feelin alright.
Just out here following them whip lights.
But every now and then we gotta stop to refresh those…
Trail sodas!
Them old riddin dranks.
Cans in the cooler bout to get turnt up,
Don’t worry bout what’s in my yeti cup.
We don’t need no damn censorin,
Hell hold em up like we got sponsorin.
Ain’t nothing wrong with catchin a little buzz
Ain’t no need to make no fuss.
We ain’t out here tryin to get… toooo drunk.
Man we got I.P.A’s that are pretty stout,
Whisky pourin out in them wide mouth spouts.
We got the coke if you wanna mix it up.
Didn’t bring your own? We got you son.
Help your self you can have some of mine.
Just remember what you gotta bring next time!
Trail sodas!
Them old riddin dranks.
Cans in the cooler bout to get turnt up,
Don’t worry bout what’s in my yeti cup.
We don’t need no damn censorin,
Hell hold em up like we got sponsorin.
Ain’t nothing wrong with catchin a little buzz
Ain’t no need to make no fuss.
We ain’t out here tryin to get… toooo drunk.
(Spoken outro)
not toooo drunk… just the right amount. Hahahaha
MBMEASMER
