Rehab - Bonfire OG Version lyrics

[Intro] Here comes a man across the field, honey Here comes a man across the field, babe Here comes a man across the field He's kicking up dust like an automobile Honey, oh, baby, mine [Verse 1 Brooks Buford] Get it up, girl flaunt them Daisy Dukes I want ya a** bu*t naked in a bathin' suit Gonna keep on drinking till the tummy puke Got a problem with that, well you can get the boot Got shotgun pointed to the sky Got smoke in the eyes, and I'm surely high Waking and baking, till the noggin' fry Naked rolling round with a hog and I Taking from the rich and I give to me one Escalade, two extasy's Put four more hoes right next to me and I think I found serenity Back up that buck is mine again I jacked a truck of Heineken Looks like it's time for a line again [and how about five Klonopin?](368268) And I start to grin and start to dance I'm speakin' in tongues, takin' off my pants I'm blowing my whole hot damn advance And we ain't gonna stop till the ambulance Slow ride a hundred GMCs hooked up Crown Vics with DVDs Got people down here you'll want to see had the same haircut since '83 [Hook] Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late [Verse 2 Danny Boone] Turn up that kicker box sh** and take a liquor shot wit' us Pa** the wacky backy sacky to pack in the one hitter My souls one wisp of wind 'bout a hundred fifty acres Of friends going as far as these 10 kegs will take us More sin in the tension then in nights in Vegas Bunch of ex convicts on booze and baby-dubbies Good looking barefooted b**hes wit' big b**bies Quadruple my pupils and I'm triple the trouble I pop a double stack Mercedes more groovy than a bag of Ruffles When the broads get to brawlin' it's on like chili and crackers But I just sit back cacklin' holding my taliwacker The sound of the fire cracklin' the breeze through the trees Give me goosebump like spacklin' believe you me bro So don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it Don't hold it roll it, don't tap the gas gun it Take that sh** you talking with you walking, son I done done it [Hook] Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late [Verse 3 Brooks] Now it's going on 6:30 We drunk and crunk and wet and geek you bet we freak Now we sloppy grumpy and dirty let the embers burn Break out another case and call the dope man cuz We off the chain and we won't never learn [Danny Boone] Moonshine in a Mason jar at noon-time, trippin' Beer is for the guzzelin', this is for the sippin' When the Sun go down, it sure be goody good In the dirty dirt, speakin' dirty words They might be scarred but them boys ain't skerd I don't know if you heard, you can't polish a turd Yeah, my vision blurred, my speech a little slurred But back off of me cracker 'for your a** get hurt [Brooks] Now it's going on 3:30 We drunk and crunk and wet and geek you bet we freak Now we sloppy grumpy and dirty let the embers burn Break out another case and call the dope man cuz We off the chain and we won't never learn [Hook] Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late Start the bonfire drop the tailgate Pa** the Knob Creek and we can drink it straight And if the fire keeps burning and the skies stay orange We gon' be up in this motherf**er real late To the window, to the walls Till the sweat running off my balls Till the sh** runnin' out yo' drawers Skeet, skeet motherf**er, skeet, skeet Skeet, skeet motherf**er, skeet, skeet To the window, to the walls Till the sweat runnin' off my balls Till the sh** runnin' out yo' drawers Skeet, skeet motherf**er, skeet, skeet Skeet, skeet motherf**er, skeet, skeet b**h...p**y...