Jefe World

Yeah They call me Jefe Let me tell you how it is

My name is Jefe,

I run the whole town From the muddy backroads to the city

ground (Jefe!) Got the country in my blood,

the bass in my chest When they say the name,

they know who does it best

Out in the dirt where the pine trees grow

I got a custom rig riding low

(yeah) Windows down, let the sub-woofers blow Everybody waving when they see

the show

They don't call me boss,

they call me the chief

I don't start trouble,

I don't want no beef But if you want the truth,

put it on display

Every single road leads back to Jefe

My name is Jefe,

I run the whole town From the muddy backroads to the city

ground (Jefe!) Got the country in my blood,

the bass in my chest When they say the name,

they know who does it best (ahhhh)

Hear that rumbling down in the lane?

That's the sound of my name (Jefe)

My name is Jefe,

I run the whole town From the muddy backroads to the city

ground (Jefe!) Got the country in my blood,

the bass in my chest When they say the name,

they know who does it best

Yeah, Jefe

That's the name

Remember it (mmm-hmm)