Off-Road

[Intro]

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[Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green]

We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Going to do a little sasquatch hunting

Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah)

Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh)

Go back to the city with some mud on the tires

[Verse 1: Cee-Lo Green]

Southern slur in my words, up early with the birds

Lil' mama over the pot, I just sit back and watch

Her special seasoning, that’s it, a lil' cheese in the grit

I’m a lil' older, I admit, but that ain't no reason to quit

I go off road with the RaRa, chopper sound like Chewbacca

Slide to Brunswick, have some fun with them two boys, guess who shot ya

In the woods, no Wi-Fi, buck and you go, "Bye bye"

And my battle cry go, "Yigh-yigh-yigh-yigh!"

Get money!

[Verse 2: Big Gipp]

Curses my verses, folks die behind lies

Southern pride when I slide, skyline pink when I ride

Water hose in my jeans, no shoes in the sun

Houseboats in the lake, jet-skis in the water

CBD Sunday drive, we flyin' and swervin'

Offroad Suburban, that pecan bourbon

I don't give a hot damn, them chitlins in the pot

We smokin' that foot, we sittin' on the porch

[Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green]

We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Going to do a little sasquatch hunting

Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah)

Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh)

Go back to the city with some mud on the tires

[Verse 3: Khujo Goodie]

It's just us and the beasts, we like big game to these creatures

I'm not playing with you fuckers, so I brought my street sweeper

Whether gangsters and killers, so-called thugs and wig splitters

Plenty talking no action, that's what I thought, tongue wrestling

Buckshot, then a slug Poker face mean mug

Stupid gassed by the atmosphere, got the shine by the jug

Lamb chops on the fire, throw some shrooms in the gravy

Tied up the fugazi, that city life be so crazy

[Verse 4: T-Mo]

I throw my middle finger to the night, get it hype

It’s the morning, still yawning, ready to ride through the mud

What I love is my girl and my truck, get it up

Bust a shot at a buck, hope I don’t get stuck

When I’m shooting, better duck

Gotta have some good luck

'Cause I really don’t give a fuck, country corn get shuck

Dripping dirt out the muck, when I’m drunk like to knuck

Turn green like the Hulk, protein, a lot of bulk

[Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green]

We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Going to do a little sasquatch hunting

Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah)

Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!)

Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh)

Go back to the city with some mud on the tires