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Lacs – Stomp Lyrics

LACSStomp Lyrics
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Stomp, stompin’ with my boots on (boots on)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Let your country hang out (country hang out)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Stomp, stompin’ with my boots on (boots on)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Let your country hang out (country hang out)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Chevrolet so high, gotta, gotta
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Southern style with a twist (with a twist)
Coming on in and I stompin’ with my boots on
This ain’t for them boys with the suits on
I ain’t playing I just came to get my groove on
Pulling on up in an old school two tone
Chevrolet so high I can’t see ya
If the haters give me salt Imma mix it with tequila
City boys, man I wouldn’t wanna to be ya
Let your country hangout and your redneck will free ya
Talking shit, shootin shine like it’s nothing
Baby girl, said I gotta show you something
Dropping that thong to a Steve Earle song
Little copperhead row, baby got it going on
This ain’t the next best, it’s the real thing
We practice what we preach every time we sing
Country rap rock southern style with the twist
That’s how it is, so let us live
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Stomp, stompin’ with my boots on (boots on)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Let your country hang out (country hang out)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Chevrolet so high, gotta, gotta
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Southern style with a twist (with a twist)
Si-sip-sippin a little bit of that sauce
If there ain’t no law, go ahead and show it off
Put your boots on, let me see if you can stomp
You gotta be a redneck, listen to ’em talk
You heading my way shit might get wild
Gonna have a dirt road ride a few miles
Looking for the glow from a big burn pile
Hanging out in the city really ain’t my style
Crooked little smile start feeling that buzz
Go ahead and make your day outta playing in the mud
White trash blood running through my veins
Guess you wouldn’t understand it’s a country boy thang
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Stomp, stompin’ with my boots on (boots on)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Let your country hang out (country hang out)
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Chevrolet so high, gotta, gotta
Put your boots on, let me see it (let me see it)
Southern style with a twist (with a twist)