11

(album: Jones County - 2014)

I got my kicks and the chicks and the DJ mix turned up (Turned up) to eleven (Eleven)
Yeah the speaker's gonna thump the parties gonna jump on up (On up) to eleven (Eleven)
I'm already tipsy somebody get me one more shot of that redneck whiskey
I'll be floating like a cloud almost touching heaven
On eleven

Boys and girls gather around
We 'bout to show you how real country folk get down
Let's take it straight past ten to a whole new level
Add a notch on that dial and crank it up to eleven
Now I'm a little overdressed but life is a show
I got LOCASH with me now everybody knows
It's time to board a flight come on let's go
If all night ain't enough then it's on for tomorrow

I got my kicks and the chicks and the DJ mix turned up (Turned up) to eleven (Eleven)
Yeah the speaker's gonna thump the parties gonna jump on up (On up) to eleven (Eleven)
I'm already tipsy somebody get me one more shot of that redneck whiskey
I'll be floating like a cloud almost touching heaven
On eleven

Now we can dance while intoxicated, it's okay
If that's what you need to take the worries away
We gotta take it over the top, a place you ain't been
A place up and away and beyond ten
And that was all the way up and then we showed up
Now we keep it on eleven that's crunk deluxe
So wear something comfy this may take a bit
Until the wheels fall off we got that dance floor lit

I got my kicks and the chicks and the DJ mix turned up (Turned up) to eleven (Eleven)
Yeah the speaker's gonna thump the parties gonna jump on up (On up) to eleven (Eleven)
I'm already tipsy somebody get me one more shot of that redneck whiskey (Know you weren't gonna forget about me!)
I'll be floating like a cloud almost touching heaven (Now it's a party, baby, let's do this)
On eleven

Bubba K, Demun Jones, and LOCASH equals more cash
We get it so fast and to think they said it won't last
Country boy rap is just crap I mean soul trash
You don't know we winning my friend you better go ask
Go ask your mama, go ask your daddy
Come ask your baby she's riding high in the Chevy
Eleven feet high, volume on a level
We raising too much hell someone call the reverend

I got my kicks and the chicks and the DJ mix turned up (Turned up) to eleven (Eleven)
Yeah the speaker's gonna thump the parties gonna jump on up (On up) to eleven (Eleven)
I'm already tipsy somebody get me one more shot of that redneck whiskey
I'll be floating like a cloud almost touching heaven
On eleven