Jimmie Allen & Nelly – Good Times Roll lyrics Yeah, yeah, yeah
Brand new laces
Fresh pair of jeans, pocket full of blue faces
And I ain’t rockin’ nothin’ basic
Vanilla rollie on my wrist
Ice, ice baby
Good times, good vides
Somewhere were rockin’ go crazy
I need a good ride, with some good tires (Yeah)
And I ain’t talkin’ Mercedes
Yeah crank that truck up, load it up with
A few folks in my four by four
Seat laid back, cold six pack, window cracked
I got the good fire rollin’
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yelling out the window roll tide roll
Cuttin’ through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
Still kinda hazy (Uh)
We still in this truck (Goin’ down, down, baby)
We’re gettin’ small town faded (Uh)
Spinin’ mud through the tires of this F150
Yeah crank that truck up, load it up with
A few folks in my four by four
Seat laid back, cold six pack, window cracked
I got the good fire rollin’
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yelling out the window roll tide roll
Cuttin’ through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
(Guitar Solo)
Yeah crank that truck up, load it up with
A few folks in my four by four
Seat laid back, cold six pack, window cracked
I got the good fire rollin’
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yelling out the window roll tide roll
Cuttin’ through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Goin’ down, down, baby
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let the good time roll
