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letra de country cruisin’ - terminally skilled

terminally sk!lled feat. jelly roll

“country cruisin’”

guitar chords intro…

(contagious) verse
i step out the crib like, shotgun!
hop in the whip, i got some
of that dro, we roll in the old school
low to the ground, we crawl like dachshunds
we gettin high in this b-tch like top gun
just gettin started, can’t stop son
so get a case of beer and make a pot run
and we gon’ party all night til the cops come
we just riding them old dirt back roads
errybody knows them country cruisers
back then, we were just a bunch of losers
wouldn’t ne’er one of these here girls evеr choose us
now we gettin looks, еverywhere they starin
you can hear us comin, got them speakers blarin
keep that drama cuz we ain’t carin
we gon’ get lit til we in-co-herent!
bou-bou-bouncin like we on chatter bumps
crack a fifth and then break a stick
we got ounces, smokin them fatter blunts
with the windows up, cuz we boxin
smoke so much, won’t be no detoxin
you can get drunk, or you can get high
or you can get out, that’s your only 3 options, so
relax your mind and drift away
change your elevation
let’s just take our time and get some sp-ce
ain’t no destination
these the, times of our lives
so let’s, pile up and ride
cuz ain’t nowhere that i’d rather be
then cruisin down this country side, yeah
(jelly roll) chorus:
we gon’ pile up into your ride
blow smoke up into the air
go cruise the countryside
livin in the moment with no cares
just drift away in our zone
we crankin up the music
grab your drinks, let’s hit the road
we goin country cruisin
x2

(smitty) verse:
yeah!
here we go again, back road again
gettin throwed again, yeah
so you know we in the zone again
shoulder leanin on the door like dro and them
d-mn!
in the country like a horse buggy
so high, i don’t ever change course buddy
nope!
no lie, when we ride by
wanna-be’s gotta be forced to study, yo!
smoke rollin out the window
blowin that cali cross-breed indo
eyes low from the good dope
yo, everybody knows that sh-t from the get go
just crack the bottle, take it slow
barely gotta touch the throttle
this country cruisin’s what we doin
no po-po the motto!
i’m feelin like a duffle bag model
with a bag and a brick of dabs
where i go customers follow
swallowing anything up for grabs
just came from the lab, rolling up a half
put it in the air!
all of us with a swollen bag
no holding back, cuz we don’t care! nope!
man i swear, i’m so high
man on the moon sh-t
rollin by, with my guys
stay so fly, you know how we do it
country roads, we stay blowed, yo
know that we out here cruisin
better take a hit
do you can fix any confusion
(jelly roll) chorus:
we gon’ pile up into your ride
blow smoke up into the air
go cruise the countryside
livin in the moment with no cares
just drift away in our zone
we crankin up the music
grab your drinks, let’s hit the road
we goin country cruisin
x2

(jelly roll) verse:
county roads i be cruisin, cruisin!
back roads i be ballin, ballin!
bad b-tches keep callin, h-llo!?
but seldom do we ever call em, naw!
i’m so sick of this same stuff
had to go switch the game up
on the mound in the bottom of the ninth
and i got an inning now
so this here’s a change up!
on the back roads, catchin plays
police behind me i have to pray
i don’t give a f-ck what a rapper say
they don’t help me pay my bills anyway
so you can miss me with the rap sh-t
before the rap sh-t, we was doin trap sh-t
no lie, made the work do a back flip
but i still keep it country like a catfish mm mmm
country fried but i’m feelin straight
really i ain’t been to sleep in a couple days
over worked and i’m underpaid
treat this rap sh-t like it’s the hunger games
stay to myself, i don’t need no help
naw, really i don’t need no help
don’t tell me bout the dope you used to sell
sound like the type that’d probably tell
(jelly roll) chorus:
we gon’ pile up into your ride
blow smoke up into the air
go cruise the countryside
livin in the moment with no cares
just drift away in our zone
we crankin up the music
grab your drinks, let’s hit the road
we goin country cruisin
x2

- terminally skilled

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