Hillbilly Limo Lyrics - Turn It Up - Josh Thompson

Yeah no matter what you drive 

Saddle it up, it's Friday night 

Hot mama shakin' them taillights 

We're gonna take a midnight ride 

Aw yeah 

We got blondes brunettes and them redheads 

Riding in style like a long stretch 

Limousine with a long bed 

Little hotties in the back pumpin' the keg 

Got all we need, yeah that's for sure 

She ain't gotta be pretty, she just gotta purr... 

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino, 

F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror 

I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra 

Boots to the pedal right when it turns over 

Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll 

Cruising in our hillbilly limo 

Yeah we got Jesus on the dashboard, cigarettes and rust on the floor 

Ol' Hank still sounding fine, through two blown 8x9's 

Got all we need, yeah that's for sure 

She ain't gotta be pretty, as long as she purrs... 

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino, 

F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror 

I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra 

Boots to the pedal right when it turns over 

Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll 

Cruising in our hillbilly limo 

Hillbilly limo 

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino, 

F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror 

I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra 

Boots to the pedal right when it turns over 

Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll 

Cruising in our hillbilly limo 

Yeah no matter what you drive...