Y’all Boys

Well there's those boys, got the kinda ride
 Get 55 to the gallon
 They listen to that new school
 Never heard of George or Alan
 There's those boys wear the kinda boots
 Who you ain't suppose 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 lockin' 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 know, 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, who you gon' fall for?
 One of them backroad runners
 Man, I'm glad I'm one of
 Y'all boys
 (Yo Hardy
 Go on tell 'em 'bout the girls one time)
 Cause there's those girls, they're like golden pearls
 Dipping in to trust fund money (cha-ching)
 Yeah, the radio and the Jack and Coke
 Is the only thing they know country
 Didn't grow up on no county round
 They grew up on some street
 And they think they know what kind of man
 They want until they meet
 Y'all boys with that southern drawl boys
 Hell before you know, 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, who you gon' fall for?
 One of them backroad runners
 Man, I'm glad I'm one of
 Y'all boys
 State trophy in the hall boys
 Hanging somethin' that you hunted on the wall boys
 You mess with one of us
 You get us all boys
 Yeah all of 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 who you gon' fall for?
 One of them backroad runners
 Man, I'm glad I'm one of
 Y'all boys