Big Trucks Songtext
von Savannah Dexter

(Yeah, yeah)
(Uh, uh)
Yeah
Let′s go, let's go

Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya
I promise I′m gonna have you lookin' up (lookin' up)
I′m a product of the South, all I do is act up
I′ve been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk
I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid

Break your, break your, break your neck back
Lookin′ up that super jacked, super duty max
Blacked out from the front to the back
Console packed full of green and magazines
But not that kind you smoke or the kind you read (indeed)


Have you ever seen a hundred-thousand-dollar truck?
Well, pay attention suckers, Demun Jones is pullin' up
Custom stitched leather seats with that heater for your butt
Logos in the headrest, Jones County, stand up

Holler at your boy and I′ma get right with ya
I didn't mean to cause a scene, go ahead and take you a picture
I′m a big truck boss, flossin' so photogenic
Somebody grab me a ladder, and I'll be down in a minute, c′mon

Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya
I promise I′m gonna have you lookin' up (lookin′ up)
I'm a product of the South, all I do is act up
I′ve been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk
I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid

I′m-, I'm lovin' it
Big pipes, I′m like a shuttle lift
Truck so high, I could park your truck up under it
Big wheels spin on every truck that I′m in
I call 'em upper cuts ′cause they come up to my chin


Bass bumpin', turn left, the frame rubbin′
Pull up on your break pumpin'
Dare someone to say somethin′
Crown in my bedroom, I can feel the hate comin'
Now drop it down and watch a country girl shake somethin'

Feel like I′m playin′ tic-tac-toe
The way I got these men textin' me, these X′s and O's
I keep my bourbon in a big ol′ cup
Country girl with a big ol' butt

Got that big ol′ diesel whistlin'
Speakers knockin', listenin′ to Upchurch up in Michigan
You talkin′ or you hoppin' in?
Put the Mickey Thompsons on the Chevy I′ve been rockin' since
Pocket full of stones, don′t try to box me in

Bangers when you hear it gotta turn the volume up, ayy
Rearview mirror shakin', couple cases in the truck
I ain′t drinkin' with no chaser and I ain't ever get stuck
How′s the view down there in that rut lookin′ up?

Flyin' by with the finest cutie pie, she a ten
Sittin′ high drinkin' apple pie, there she go again
Tryna rev′ my engine up, actin' like she tryna, uh
I′m just tryna get her home and watch her shake that big ol' butt 'cause I′m a

Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya
I promise I′m gonna have you lookin' up (lookin′ up)
I'm a product of the South, all I do is act up
I′ve been drinkin' since 11, every time I get drunk
I get stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid, stupid (it′s Dustin Leigh), stupid (hell yeah)
Stupid (ayy, what up), stupid, stupid

I pull up lookin' down (down)
See only wheels on the ground (ground)
You think you seen a plane 'cause my truck be in the clouds
It′s Dustin Leigh, I′m the party boy
Ride around in a Tonka Toy
When I show my face, all the country girls go bonkers for me

I'm lifted up, lifted up to the sky (sky)
You′ll see a southern belle sittin' by my side (side)
A fifth of bourbon bein′ drunk until it's dry
Only noon, but I ain′t cryin'
'Bout to turn up, yeah, it′s time (time)

My truck′s so damn stupid, state might cut it a check (a check)
My wheels built for dirt in case I go off track
I don't know it all, but I know for a fact
Real men like their truck beefy like Sav′ from the back
Yeah, I'm a-

Big truck rider, if I pull up beside ya
I promise I′m gonna have you lookin' up