Pour The Whiskey High

Yeah, yeah

(uh-huh) Get your glasses up.

Dirt road dust on my brand new kicks Mixing sour mash with

these sample tricks Got a copper-plated microphone up in my hand And

a heavy-hitting drummer from a southern band Pour it neat,

make it double, let the rhythm roll We got hip-hop styling with

a country soul (drink up)

Put the ice down,

we don't need no chill

We just run it raw from the mountain still

(let's go)

We pour the whiskey high

and let

the bass drop low Heavy metal country on a hip-hop show Got

the engine roaring, hear the tires scream Living out a wild,

mud-spattered dream

Yeah,

we pour the whiskey high!

Boots on the dashboard,

sub in the trunk Drinking firewater,

got the whole room crunk Got a backwoods flow that you can't

deny Like a piney-woods breeze or a stormy sky So tip the

jar back, let the heat sink in

We gonna ride this beat until the sun again (woo-hoo)

Just a simple strain of a country song

Before the heavy beat comes crashing along (yeah)

We pour the whiskey high and

let the

bass drop low Heavy metal country on a hip-hop show Got the

engine roaring, hear the tires scream Living out a wild,

mud-spattered dream

Yeah,

we pour the whiskey high!

Pour it out.

One more time for the road. (ahhhh)