Shake You Up

On this road that I'm walkin I ain't never gon' be stoppin In the driver's seat, boppin All I see is ya'll are are floppin Got my girl's thong droppin Rest of ya'll are homie hoppin I know most of ya'll been watchin I just been chop-choppin People sayin that I'm crazy I been thinkin 'bout that lately Memories been kinda hazy I don't care I'm travelin this road safely Everybody from the past hate me Nobody strong enough than me to save me Everybody's given up on me But this pretty girl beside me, gon' be married to me I'm just a Dinger A good backroad gravel slinger Got no more beef after I throw ya'll out the ringer motherfucker I'm just a backwoods motherfucker "See ya later" motherfucker "Holler if you need me" motherfucker Got a job at the sawmill, no longer cuttin no grass Always had the shit work, while ya'll just sit on your ass Pushin buttons, stackin wood, makin that overtime cash Now the only grass I'm cuttin is the kind you burn to ash Time to turn knob up to 10 Once I left KC, I lost a couple of my friends They loafin 'round and flexin other people's shit again I promise buddy, without you my world continues to spin I'm gonna make it, ain't got no fuckin reason to fake it Anything you shoot at me, I hope you know that ima take it My life's a test, and you're crazy if you think ima retake it Ya'll are like a labeled "fragile" box and ima shake it