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Check Bottleneck What up son, what you doin' boy Getting it Yeah We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot popping with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revving up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and the Barney Fife's out of sight We gon' turn up the night Yeah baby I'm the parking lot junkie Pull up in something stunting with both my Mickey T's rubbing Mossberg in the back if you wanna get it slugging And when I'm sipping a Jim Beam I tend to get destructive Hell I'll reckon y'all, coming like a wrecking ball to bother nobody But can Connor McGregor your ass a broken jaw Had 'em looking at me like "Who the fuck is this guy?" Well I'm Upchurch bitch and you're checking my forward drive And I don't change for nobody, not money, not fame No trucks, no girls, no TV, no way Letras de cancionesWe pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot popping with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revving up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and the Barney Fife's out of sight We gon' turn up the night Yes old brother, we gon' turn up the night Got a whole case of beer and a gallon of shine Everybody looking when we pull in the scene And got every average Joe wanna jump on the team We keep the parking lot popping and the mud hole hot And you know the beat know knocks when the new shit drops Just sipping out my cup in the bed of my truck And I'm swigging on the shine, testing my luck I'm hoping that the law don't take me to jail We gon' turn up the night and chase some more tail We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot popping with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revving up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and the Barney Fife's out of sight We gon' turn up the night We pull up, we turn heads Got the parking lot pumping with them old school jams We show up, we show off We got the cops called for us revving up the exhaust It's all good around here Just don't let the county sheriff see the cooler of beer And when the blue lights fade and the Barney Fife's out of sight We gon' turn up the night From Letras Mania