R.I.T.C. - Redneck Souljers

Walked up in the club like what up I’m in my overalls

Shit boots on, man I’m sweatin' can’t see none of y’all

Got a new hair do, and my trooper shades too

When these rednecks hit the club

There ain’t no tellin' what we’ll do

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop

What the shit, I went to piss and woke up in a cell

My head poundin', eyes burnin', hurtin', what the hell

All I remember’s orderin' 'bout 20 beers at the bar

And leavin' up out that bitch with 250 charged on my card

Woah, here I come (Here I come) there I go (There I go)

I hit a dab and I’m 'bout as drunk as George Jones

Here I come (Here I come) there I go (There I go)

Watch me take a shot and vanish in a cloud of smoke

Been here 'bout a minute, bet I been blacked out for hours

Me and Upchurch throwin' bones 'cause some dudes said some shit about us

Or with, been mobbin' with Bubba Mathis

Man that shit was like a movie but you won’t catch it on cameras

Or in Panama City at the Villa goin' nuts

Man all this dust and bottles all around that’s what is up

Two fine dimes at the bar I had to see just what was up

Packed a dip and spit that shit, walked out the door and then went nuts, uh

Walked up in the club like what up I’m in my overalls

Shit boots on, man I’m sweatin' can’t see none of y’all

Got a new hair do, and my trooper shades too

When these rednecks hit the club

There ain’t no tellin' what we’ll do

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop

Boy, hot damn, I done took too many shots

Now I’m gettin' cross faded 'cause somebody passed the pot

Now my ears are turnin' red, hell fire my ass is hot

'Bout to come up out this shirt, I think I’m David Hasselhof

Nah I’m Chris Walls, everybody calls me Hubb

Known to drink until I’m drunk and nearly black out in the tub

I ain’t tryna catch a buzz, let me catch a swarm of hornets

Hope nobody calls the fuzz, 'cause bartender I’m 'bout to order

Yeah I want my Jack straight, yeah motherfuck a chaser

This glass ain’t gonna do it pour my drink up in a vase

Or in a pitcher, I ain’t bitchin' I just love the taste of whiskey

If we ain’t 'gon take some shots then buddy you ain’t drinkin' with me

Feelin' tipsy, still on my shit, I’m double cuppin', ain’t spillin a bit

Me and my buddies we killin' a fifth, open another and it’ll be six

Six bottles at 6 AM I’m so wasted I don’t even know

Hope the UFO’s have dug me and drop me off at my home

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

We ain’t familiar with these rules

What we’ll do, what we’ll do

'Cause we don’t know just what to do

We just came up out the woods

A couple roosters flew the coop