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• Artiste: Moonshine Bandits
• Titre: Lasso
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Higher than a hippie in a helicopter 44's on a ford or a chevy bogger Elevator to the doors on the super swampers You been riding stock boy You just been a belly flopper For all my outlaw renegades Ripping up them backroads Put up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso If you're proud a rebel boss lady Ain't afraid to scrap no throw up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso Higher than a hippie in a helicopter 44's on a ford or a chevy bogger Elevator to the doors on the super swampers You been riding stock boy You just been a belly flopper Flag toten'em' stack smokin' em' Yall know what I'm rollin' Back roadin' em' black smokin' em' Keep them suckers chokin' Side by side I'm down to ride But I'll probably die wide open Get a shovel for the rubble and the mud I been throwin' We on them back roads We in them pine trees We got them big toys All you little stock boys Wanna be just like me For all my outlaw renegades Ripping up them backroads Put up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso If you're proud a rebel boss lady Ain't afraid to scrap no throw up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso Higher than a hippie in a helicopter 44's on a ford or a chevy bogger Elevator to the doors on the super swampers You been riding stock boy You just been a belly flopper Love the way that your eyes are so fixated What the hell this boy riding down the interstate in Why the hell you gotta have that thing jacked up so high Don't you know that we're in another gasoline crisis Listen up city slicker that's the country in us We like to fish fight hunt and play in the mud We work our fingers till they bleed, till the job is done Then drink them cold coors lights till the morning comes For all my outlaw renegades Ripping up them backroads Put up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso If you're proud a rebel boss lady Ain't afraid to scrap no throw up your rebel flag Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso, like a, like a lasso Whip it like a lasso