Down Yonder

Big ol' trucks, big ol' guns

And you can bet yo' ass we don't run (we don't run!)

I keep an ice cold beer and two bad broads

Now let me tell ya about where I'm from (where you from boy?)

{Down yonderrrrr} Down yonder baby

Where we screamin "eye for an eye" (i-yi-yi)

{Down yonderrrrr} Down yonder baby

We don't die, we multiply (i-yi-yi)

Yeah, ahh

We descended from a long line of renegades

From dirt roads to two lanes to interstates

From share croppin to coppin them Rocky Ridge trucks

We came a long way baby, you gotta get up

The New South, the old struggle, the new hustle

The money come, if you nurture it you'd do double

The whiskey flows, we guzzle it, and hunt trouble

We had a problem I'd let you know it, it wasn't subtle

We send them big trucks way up in the air

And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair

My boys and dem boys really don't compare

Country boy, city slick, get it anywhere

Over there, down yonder, no that ain't thunder

Big block, loud pipes, 808 drummer

Sour diesel, easin on up out the sunroof

Coors Light all blue, what it do fool?

Now let me talk to 'em, paint 'em a visual

They're seein one way not usin they peripherals

See it how I see it, walk in my shoes

And if the shoe fits then wear it cause I'm talkin to you!

Yeah, don't play with them boys, I'm tellin you right now

It's more than just music, that's really the lifestyle

Big ol' trucks, replace the hubcaps

Mickey Thompson tires equipped with the mudflaps (yeah)

Sittin jacked up, and if you act up

Big ol' guns, and a whole lot of backup

So don't pull it 'less you're gonna shoot it

City slick but still country rooted

I'm still the undisputed, voice, for them boys down yonder

All about the family, loyalty and honor

By any means we defend our perimeter

Party all night and go have lunch with the senator!

Yeah, Chevy sittin high lookin like I'm grave-digger

Overtime in the game I get paid quicker

And my people with me, all of them are made figures

And we don't run, so don't play with us

Winchester in my window, that's my .30-30

Better watch what you get into in the dirty-dirty

We grow a little grass, we have a good time

We ferment the mash, here have some moonshine

Fill up your glass, and just sip it slow

Now do-si-do, if you don't know it this is how it goes

You grab lil' mama by the hand and just hit the flo'

And get to movin around, feel it from head to toe (yee-haw!)

I keep that Lynyrd Skynyrd comin out my stereo

We good ol' boys, these people know us everywhere we go

So I be good to 'em, it's I-4-N-I

Where I reside we don't die, we just multiply