YEAH BROTHER ft. Rich Daytona Lyrics

Four to the floor

I was burnin that rubber

Got my goons in the back

And they screaming yeah brother

I got once more chance

Ima tell her I love her

At the honey hole waiting

With the pack of that thunder

And I love good drugs

But its never been enough

Put my drinking hand down

And my girl saddled up

Its a long way home

In the back of that truck

At the honey hole thinking bout you

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

Got my brim real low like a trucker

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

Got your girl in my crib cooking supper

Ive been drinking whiskey

With the watermelon shine

And this whole in the wall

And Im tryna burn time

With my best friend Max

And were chopping up lines

In the back of the bar

Pouring blackberry wine

My old lady left me

Said I got a real problem

I aint ever been a quitter

I aint putting down the bottle

Im a real red neck came straight from the mud

And if you don't give a damn

Then we don't give a fuck

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

Got my brim real low like a trucker

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

Got your girl in my crib cooking supper

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

I like my hash browns covered and smothered

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

I don't chase em I don't love em I duck em

Four to the floor

I was burnin that rubber

Got my goons in the back

And they screaming yeah brother

I got once more chance

Ima tell her I love her

At the honey hole waiting

With the pack of that thunder

And I love good drugs

But its never been enough

Put my drinking hand down

And my girl saddled up

Its a long way home

In the back of that truck

At the honey hole thinking bout you

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

Got my brim real low like a trucker

Yeah Brother

Yeah Brother

I don't chase em I don't love em I duck em