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Stay riding dirty Lift 'em up sky-high Whistling when we fly by Stay riding dirty, dirty Ride, ride Down south to the west side! I got my Stanley full of bucked up bourbon There ain't a single trail, when I ride, that I ain't swerving And I feel so alive When I'm flying through the night It's how we're doing 'round here We got nothing but love for everyone of us out here That are covered in mud And so alive when we're flying through the night Stay riding dirty Lift 'em up sky-high Whistling when we fly by Stay riding dirty, dirty Ride, ride Down south to the west side! Letras de cancionesWe're riding dirty 'round Jones county You should come see me bring it on down, if you 'bout it Oh, you better believe me them greyhounds getting rowdy It's where you wanna be If you like to get loud, then we got what you need Them southern boys, proud, strong And we're 'bout to get lit and crank this crazy-ass crowd Now, you'll never forget Yeah. We're the kings of the county Mobbing through the sticks And we built so much steam Ain't no stopping the ship Stay riding dirty Lift 'em up sky-high Whistling when we fly by Stay riding dirty, dirty Ride, ride Down south to the west side! Pismo glamis mud to the sand 5th-wheel Chevy and a can-am Mud bog mamma make it clap-clap When you're on that Yamaha Brap, brap Out here, we're high like a lodgepole pine Choking on smoke like kudzu vine Ziploc back strap homemade shine Shit more potent then turpentine Whiskey, pistol, diesel, whistle Built ford tough like tritip gristle Running and gunning and we're up all night Like a cattle hauler rolling down I-5 Stay riding dirty Lift 'em up sky-high Whistling when we fly by Stay riding dirty, dirty Ride, ride Down south to the west side! Down south to the west side! West side! Down south to the west side! From Letras Mania