Elko like you don't know man the liqours so sweet and were headin for some more iv'e always liked how you could hang and how you never brought the drama
box n' feet Sour underarm funk, you ain't washed in a week And, man, we be reekin' every day or weekend We could all bounce to the funk and the season
school football game I dreamed of going to Nashville Put my money down and placed my bet But I just got the first buck of the season I made the front
the breeze, blowing trees And it feels good, so good Like it should, can you feel it too? Rolling down the street, need to Celebrate the weekend Picking
stank boxing feet Sour underarm funk you ain't washed in a week And man we be reakin' every day and weekend We could all bounce to the funk and the season
boxing feet Sour underarm funk you ain't washed in a week And man we be reakin' every day and weekend We could all bounce to the funk and the season [
season I made the front page of the Turnertown Gazette Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
' feet Sour underarm Funk you ain't washed in a week And man we be reekin' every day or weekend We could all bounce to the Funk and the season Haha haha
