I Got a Truck

Well you can try to keep up
Come on now
Throttle up

I was born in the back of a Chevy
Blue collar daddy hustling
He held a wrench reading Snap-On and he
Taught me never to go starving

Hood up hood up
Creeper sliding
Hood up hood up
Money flying
Hood up hood up
Daddy's smiling

Put this LS to the test this bitch is flying

Jacked up baby
It's a blacked out crazy
And out steps a lady
Red lip mini skirt mud dirt yeah
I got a truck
Oh Honey I got a truck

Ain't no passenger princess
Don't need your assistance
4 wheel drive and
Put my LS to the test this bitch is flying

You hear them say it's not the size that matters
But nothing rolls like 48s
Open up let her growl for me baby
Fire up that interstate

Hood up hood up
Speed is climbing
Hood up hood up
Fast as lighting
Hood up hood up
I ain't lying

Put my LS to the test this bitch is flying

Jacked up baby
It's a Blacked out crazy
A out steps a lady
Red lip mini skirt mud dirt yeah
I got a truck
Oh Honey I got a truck

Ain't no passenger princess
Don't need your assistance
4 wheel drive and
Put my LS to the test this bitch is flying

Ain't no passenger princess
Don't need your assistance
4 wheel drive and
Put my LS to the test this bitch is flying

Nah Nah It's okay man
You look real good in that Ford Ranger
Seems to fit you real well
But honey I got a truck

Let me Woman-splain for you
It starts with a G and ends with a C
Midnight Edition blacked out lifted 7 inches
Yeah honey I got a truck



Credits
Writer(s): Justine Bracy
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