Paroles Pickup Truck par Iceboy ben

This is Dirty motherf**king Cletus
For those of you who, uh, don't know what this song is gonna be about
It's about country roads, n' woods, trucks, b*t*hes, beer
Everything a man could need

Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k

Mississippi riding with a beer in my hand
Flag on my roof and a gun in the bag
Fifty inch tires, yeah we rocking them for life
This is Dirty Cletus, b*t*h, and I only love my wife

Rifle loaded up
Truck loaded up
Belly loaded up
And my songs are blowing up

Christian values for life, b*t*h
Respect thy neighbour

Brown boots, muddy
Gonna keep 'em dirty
Riding with a .40
Cops think I'm naughty
Chop a tree down
Get some f**kin' wood
V8 in my hood
Sound so good

Riding with a shottie
My wifey is so naughty
She cooking me some turkey
While I'm stirring up some gravy

Brown boots, muddy
Gonna keep 'em dirty
Riding with a .40
Cops think I'm naughty

Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k

Mississippi riding with a beer in my hand
Flag on my roof and a gun in the bag
Fifty inch tires, yeah we rocking them for life
This is Dirty Cletus, b*t*h, and I only love my wife

Rifle loaded up
Truck loaded up
Belly loaded up
And my songs are blowing up, ayy
Get your f**king rifles and shoot them in the air

Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k
Pickup truck, don't give a f**k

Mississippi riding with a beer in my hand
Flag on my roof and a gun in the bag
Fifty inch tires, yeah we rocking them for life
This is Dirty Cletus, b*t*h, and I only love my wife

Rifle loaded up
Truck loaded up
Belly loaded up
And my songs are blowing up, ayy