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Aw yeah I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof Aww Yeah yeah yeah yeah I'm bulletproof baby, skin tougher than some kevlar Me and my buddies going muddin' in a small car Give a saw (saw) and let me make this bitch a drop top This is how we roll way down here in Rocky top A bumper sticker how I feel, read it in traffic Honk your horn and flip a bird then you might get your ass kicked The whole world's goin' soft, that's why I stay havin' calluses I am from where the record is, I'm a honky with recklessness Pedal to the medal, gun loaded like it's the 'pocalypse Ain't nobody honestly dropping a song that's as hot as this I'ma drive this Church train 'til the motor starts knockin' bitch And I'm built Ford tough but that's one thing thats- [Justin Adams:] Cause I'm bulletproof From my head down to my boots And if you think I'm messin' with you Buddy you're wrong I'm bulletproof Letras de cancionesI've met a lot of other guys like you They like to think they got somethin' to prove Then they get proved wrong I'm bulletproof Aw yeah I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof Aw yeah [Upchurch:] Yeah, I'm one tough hell-raising dirty son of a gun Proud of what I stand for and where my ass come from I will never back down, I won't take no shit Ain't scared to swing first and take a few hard hits See the outsider got a life its kinda like an old gypsy I'm a drifter let me tote my guns and travel through these cities Let me show you how we do it in Atlanta, the hillbillies Wild west in the south like cowboys and ninnies No gun rack 'cause my guns hotter than a wood stove Driveway bond like that trucker shit and pull oh No trespassing unless you like dodging that brass, bo You messing with the man digging graves with a backhoe [Justin Adams:] Cause I'm bulletproof From my head down to my boots And if you think I'm messin' with you Buddy you're wrong I'm bulletproof I've met a lot of other guys like you They like to think they got somethin' to prove Then they get proved wrong I'm bulletproof Aw yeah I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof Aw yeah [Upchurch & Justin Adams:] Shine in the glass Flag in the yard Gun safe in the closet Trucks parked in the yard Down a street road followed by a creek One way is, son don't go startin' no shit [Justin Adams:] Cause I'm bulletproof From my head down to my boots And if you think I'm messin' with you Buddy you're wrong I'm bulletproof I've met a lot of other guys like you They like to think they got somethin' to prove Then they get proved wrong I'm bulletproof Aw yeah I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof Aw yeah From Letras Mania