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Justin Champagne

BackRoads

 

BackRoads


[Justin Champagne:]
Country roads, take me home
To a place where I belong
Louisiana
Louisiana

You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blaring, blowing smoke out the ceiling
On the backroads, ain't no other feeling
Headed to Havana's, 'bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let's go fishing
On the backroads, country boy living
Sugar cane fields, make a living on some drilling

Riding by myself in my gray '06 Bimmer
Oh, and I just got it waxed, I don't think nobody cleaner
Humid-ass weather, it's hotter than jalapeño
Swanging and I'm banging, boss hogging like I'm Deebo
Fine-ass women, all types, all of them Creole
Asian accent, all the women love our lingo
Do a hundred miles an hour, check for police with the scanner
Go and catch me some reds at the point, bring a camera

Yeah, you can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blaring, blowing smoke out the ceiling
On the backroads, ain't no other feeling
Headed to Havana's, 'bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let's go fishing
On the backroads, country boy living
Sugar cane fields, make a living on some drilling

[Gabe G:]
Doing donuts in a Lambo in the parking lot of Randall's
Blowing fire Roman candles, Wayne Toupes on the channel (Wayne Toupes)
I'm going all in, they say life is a gamble
Camouflage down, steel toes, and the flannel
Cajun trapping with a hoop net and some jugline down the channel
In the deer stand hunting bucks, drop a 12 point for the mantle
Death Valley, LSU, down here you bet' not root for 'Bama (LSU)
Spend a bill on Irish Bin, codeine dreaming, sipping Fanta
Throw a party on the levy off of Highway 187
Pull the jet skis out, airboats with loud propellers
Ol' lady tripping so I'm hanging with the fellas
When Sunday come around, we hit the lake and come together
Mama raised a rolling stone, Paul McCartney with The Beatles
Gators on the bayou, I ain't talking Tim Tebow
Got a gumbo in the pot, playing darts at the spot
Two stepping, Travis Matte, at the casino, Club Rox

[Justin Champagne:]
You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blaring, blowing smoke out the ceiling
On the backroads, ain't no other feeling
Headed to Havana's, 'bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let's go fishing
On the backroads, country boy living
Sugar cane fields, make a living on some drilling

Country roads, take me home
To a place where I belong
Louisiana
Louisiana

You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blaring, blowing smoke out the ceiling
On the backroads, ain't no other feeling
Headed to Havana's, 'bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let's go fishing
On the backroads, country boy living
Sugar cane fields, make a living on some drilling

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