Yeah Yeah Lyrics

by Locash Cowboys

Yeah Yeah

[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricenter.com/e118929-locash_cowboys~yeah_yeah_lyrics.html ]
We're the Bad boys from the dirty south,
We're the southern boys, your mamma didn't tell you about
We got the hottest daisy dukes callin out out names
And the muddy Mississippi runnin through out veins
Like hound dogs, howl at the moon
Shoot a buck shot with me and you'll be howlin too
Grab my 12 guage, I pop a stop sign
Rock my camo hat, cocked to the side
Na na, na na na , yeah yeah
My pick up truck, is a hand my down
you know exactly who it is when I roll through town
Cuz I blow smoke, and when the smoke clears, there's only us rednecks standin here
Come on rock them skirts, yea yea, come on rock those braids
Come on rock that word, yea yea come and rock that country music
Rock them trucks, yea yea
Come on rock them boots, yea yea
Come on rock it up, yea yea
This is how we do it
Na na, na na na , yeah yeah Na na, na na na
I drive my truck down the back roads with my back hoe
I peel out throwin gravel on your front door
Sweet home, ringtone on my cell phone I'm rebel downloaded
I hit main street, sherriff see's me
Turn his lights on , calls the deputy
But its to late, I hit the V8 to the interstate, don't cowboy hate!
Na na, na na na , yeah yeah Na na, na na na
We're the only bulls in a herd of cows
With long enough horns to go around
We like pasture parties, on the farm
And if you wanna hit the hay, you can use my barn
We got our pay check, we're ready
To blow it on the ladies
And if their lookin real fine they can have out time
If their's more than they get to stand in line
Rock them skirts, yea yea,
Rock them braids, yea yea
Come on rock that work, yea yea
Rock that country music
Rock them trucks, yea yea
Come on rock them boots, yea yea
Come on rock it up, yea yea
This is how we do it
Na na, na na na , yeah yeah Na na, na na na
i like Bright lights, and big ol cities
i like Small towns and buttered grits
i like My steaks, country fried
And this is where I'll be till the day I die
Rock them skirts, yea yea,
Rock them braids, yea yea
Come on rock that work, yea yea
Rock that country music
Rock them trucks, yea yea
Come on rock them boots, yea yea
Come on rock it up, yea yea
This is how we do it
Na na, na na na , yeah yeah Na na, na na na Thanks to it's pretty close