Lyrics

[Intro: [?]] 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 ridin' stock boy You just been a belly flopper [Chorus: Durwood Black] For all my outlaw renegades rippin' 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 [Verse 1: [?]] Higher than a hippie in a helicopter (Helicopter) 44's on a Ford or a Chevy bogger (Chevy bogger) Elevator to the doors on the Super Swampers (Super Swampers) You been ridin' stock boy You just been a belly flopper Flag toten' 'em stack smokin' 'em Y'all know what I'm rollin' (Rollin') Back roadin' 'em black smokin' 'em Keep them suckers chokin' (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 that I been throwin', ahh [Bridge: Durwood Black] 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 [Chorus: Durwood Black] For all my outlaw renegades rippin' 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 [Verse 2: [?] & [?]] Higher than a hippie in a helicopter (Helicopter) 44's on a Ford or a Chevy bogger (Chevy bogger) Elevator to the doors on the Super Swampers (Super Swampers) You been ridin' stock boy You just been a belly flopper Love the way that your eyes are so fixated What the hell this boy ridin' 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 Well 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 'til they bleed, 'til the job is done Then drink them cold Coors Light's 'til the mornin' comes [Chorus: Durwood Black] For all my outlaw renegades rippin' 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