Lost sky, sunset
Walk by, sundress
Wind blowin', hair is a mess
You know that's when you look your best
Let me show you 'bout a cat head biscuit
Show you all about huntin' and fishin'
I'ma take you where the catfish runnin'
Jump in the truck and maybe go muddin'
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Said a little prayer, grabbed my beer
Sat down right beside you
Bought a couple Jacks, talked a little smack
Kinda wondered if she'd like to
Blow this popsicle stand, take a slow ride down
Through some Dixieland
Man I threw her every bit of the game that I got
But I'm never gonna be ashamed that I tried
So I paid my tab, walked outside
And I be damned she done changed her mind
Hopped in my truck, slid over my gun
Said, "Show me how a redneck does"
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
(Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on)
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
The Lacs - Redneck On Lyrics
The Lacs - Redneck On Lyrics
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Lost sky, sunset
Walk by, sundress
Wind blowin', hair is a mess
You know that's when you look your best
Let me show you 'bout a cat head biscuit
Show you all about huntin' and fishin'
I'ma take you where the catfish runnin'
Jump in the truck and maybe go muddin'
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Said a little prayer, grabbed my beer
Sat down right beside you
Bought a couple Jacks, talked a little smack
Kinda wondered if she'd like to
Blow this popsicle stand, take a slow ride down
Through some Dixieland
Man I threw her every bit of the game that I got
But I'm never gonna be ashamed that I tried
So I paid my tab, walked outside
And I be damned she done changed her mind
Hopped in my truck, slid over my gun
Said, "Show me how a redneck does"
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
(Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on)
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Walk by, sundress
Wind blowin', hair is a mess
You know that's when you look your best
Let me show you 'bout a cat head biscuit
Show you all about huntin' and fishin'
I'ma take you where the catfish runnin'
Jump in the truck and maybe go muddin'
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Said a little prayer, grabbed my beer
Sat down right beside you
Bought a couple Jacks, talked a little smack
Kinda wondered if she'd like to
Blow this popsicle stand, take a slow ride down
Through some Dixieland
Man I threw her every bit of the game that I got
But I'm never gonna be ashamed that I tried
So I paid my tab, walked outside
And I be damned she done changed her mind
Hopped in my truck, slid over my gun
Said, "Show me how a redneck does"
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
(Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on)
You say you never been up in a truck this high
Kicked a little dust in the full moon sky
Sipped a little 'shine to a country song
Well, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Yeah, guess what? Girl, you 'bout to get your redneck on
Writer: Brian King, Clay Sharpe, Josh Bright, Nate Kenyon
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Performed By: The Lacs
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Brian King, Clay Sharpe, Josh Bright, Nate Kenyon