Y'all Boys (feat. HARDY)

Well there's those boys got the kinda ride gettin' 55 to the gallon

They listen to that new school, never heard of George or Alan

There's those boys wear the kinda boots you ain't supposed to get muddy

Ain't got a dog that lives outside, ain't got a buddy named Buddy

Yeah, I ain't hating on them boys, grew up locking their doors

There's all kinds of boys up under the sun

Son, but this one's for

Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right

Man that town is small, boys, but you'd have a ball, boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call

Pretty girl he gon' fall for

One of them back road runners

Man, I'm glad I'm one of

Y'all boys

(Yo Hardy, go tell 'em 'bout the girls one time)

There's those girls that like gold and pearls

Dipping into trust fund money (Cha-ching)

Yeah the radio and the Jack 'n' Coke

Is the only thing they know country

Didn't grow up on no county road

They grew up on some street

They think they know what kind of man they want

Until they meet

Y'all boys with that southern drawl boys

Hell before you naw rollin' off just right

Man that town is small boys, but you'll have a ball boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call

Pretty girl he gon' fall for

One of them back road runners

Man, I'm glad Im one of

Y'all boys

State trophy in the hall boys

Hanging something that you hunted on the wall boys

You mess with one of us, you get us all boys

Y'all boys with that southern drawl boys

Hell before you naw rollin' off just right

Man that town is small boys, but you'll have a ball boys

Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night

Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call

Pretty girl he gon' fall for

One of them back road runners

Man, I'm glad Im one of

Y'all boys