Trip 2 Mexico - Jawga Boyz

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

Okay, we gonna put the big trucks away

Get out the '64 four-door and play

It’s got four switches on the dash

We can make it ride on three wheels if you ask

But don’t pass, we like to lead the way

As we cruisin' 'bout 95 down on the interstate

We make, swerve in and out of the lanes

Candy paint’s fresh so it’s leavin' stains

Drop down with my hair blowin' in the wind

Take a pics with my phone then I press send

Showin' all the rednecks back in GA

Even stopped and finished on the Rio Grande

Sittin' at the border trying to get through

Thinkin' 'bout the things that we’re gonna do

Yes, we finally get in

A couple Georgia boys 'bout to make some friends

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

Destination reached so we hop up out the car

First we head to the room 'fore we head to the bar

You know us country boys yeah we had to switch it up

From our dirty holey jeans to our pair of swimmin' trunks

Redneck white feet chillin' in the sand

Relax get drunk that’s my whole plan

No boots on, no longer a workin' man

Yeah no t-shirt, I’m losin' that farmers tan

It’s time to chill out, do the things I like to do

Yeah hang with my crew, little spear fishin' too

Go blue hole swimmin', fine tan women

Sippin' on tequila yeah it’s got my head spinnin'

I’m winnin' call me Charlie Sheen

Left with the baddest señorita on the scene

We went to her folks where we partied all night

Seen a Mexican drink cow blood, that’s a damn sight

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

Man, I think we havin' too much fun

I got sunburnt from too much sun

But I don’t care, 'cause I got beer

And I’m gonna keep on drinkin' 'til I can’t see clear

The water so blue and the sand is white

These Bud Light country boys feelin' all right

Turn my phone off now it’s time to chill

See the sunset on the coast (man that’s real)

Hell yeah, I’m thinkin' how I don’t wanna leave

Can’t think of any place I’d rather be

But I got a life to get back to

I’m a Georgia boy, through and through

So, it’s time to head back and get on home

Grab me a snack, turn on the phone

And now I got a story to tell

About the time when we

Took a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

But we take a little trip down to Mexico

And the '64 goes boy don’t you know

A hundred spoke rims man that’s fo' sho'

We got the big subs poundin' goin' down the road

Down to Mexico we rollin' (rollin')

In that '64 four door goin' (goin')

I don’t really know what we’re doin' (doin')

But these rednecks are sure gon' ride

Down to Mexico we rollin' (rollin')

In that '64 four door goin' (goin')

I don’t really know what we’re doin' (doin')

But these rednecks are sure gon' ride