Goodie Mob — Off-Road

[Intro] [?] [Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green] We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Going to do a little sasquatch hunting Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah) Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh) Go back to the city with some mud on the tires [Verse 1: Cee-Lo Green] Southern slur in my words, up early with the birds Lil' mama over the pot, I just sit back and watch Her special seasoning, that’s it, a lil' cheese in the grit I’m a lil' older, I admit, but that ain't no reason to quit I go off road with the RaRa, chopper sound like Chewbacca Slide to Brunswick, have some fun with them two boys, guess who shot ya In the woods, no Wi-Fi, buck and you go, "Bye bye" And my battle cry go, "Yigh-yigh-yigh-yigh!" Get money! [Verse 2: Big Gipp] Curses my verses, folks die behind lies Southern pride when I slide, skyline pink when I ride Water hose in my jeans, no shoes in the sun Houseboats in the lake, jet-skis in the water CBD Sunday drive, we flyin' and swervin' Offroad Suburban, that pecan bourbon I don't give a hot damn, them chitlins in the pot We smokin' that foot, we sittin' on the porch [Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green] We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Going to do a little sasquatch hunting Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah) Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh) Go back to the city with some mud on the tires [Verse 3: Khujo Goodie] It's just us and the beasts, we like big game to these creatures I'm not playing with you fuckers, so I brought my street sweeper Whether gangsters and killers, so-called thugs and wig splitters Plenty talking no action, that's what I thought, tongue wrestling Buckshot, then a slug Poker face mean mug Stupid gassed by the atmosphere, got the shine by the jug Lamb chops on the fire, throw some shrooms in the gravy Tied up the fugazi, that city life be so crazy [Verse 4: T-Mo] I throw my middle finger to the night, get it hype It’s the morning, still yawning, ready to ride through the mud What I love is my girl and my truck, get it up Bust a shot at a buck, hope I don’t get stuck When I’m shooting, better duck Gotta have some good luck 'Cause I really don’t give a fuck, country corn get shuck Dripping dirt out the muck, when I’m drunk like to knuck Turn green like the Hulk, protein, a lot of bulk [Chorus: Together & CeeLo Green] We going off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Going to do a little sasquatch hunting Watch him start running when the pumps start dumpin' (Yeah) Off-road (Yigh yigh yigh!) Tell a few stories while we sitting by the fire (Eh) Go back to the city with some mud on the tires