[Verse 1]
Now let me show you how we get
We mixin in the kitchen dont care bout no city living naw
That Georgia in my veins represented
I said it and I meant it country boys we all up in it yall
Mash the gas and gone and slide on em
I'm ah ride on em
Heavy Chevy doors only suicide on her
Bad Bettys in the backwoods pistol on the front seat hell yea hell yea
Eatem up like lunch meat
She said they want me dead I told dat bitch to tell em hit me up
Horses on the county line ready for giddy up
I walk like a boss in the south and im runnin my mouth so they callin me trump yea
They dont wanna see me up
I build the world a wall of blunts
Down south Georgia red clay all on the road ain no horses in the back them Dooleys hemi'd up fasho im ghost
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider
[Verse 2]
Boy I bend another corner
Now I'm swerving on Pionono
Got the police tryna catch me
Tryna wreck my whole summer
Took a left on Rocky Creek
And left them bitches in the street
Now I'm 75 bound
Slow it down so I creep
Road right passed
Mercer University
Man f*ck these pigs
Why the f*ck they even f*ck wid me
I ain't did shit
Bitch I know my rights
Cut thru the trail
And I seen dem
Blue lights
Mash the gas
And go on and slide on em
Imma ride on em
Late night creepin
After midnight on em
Hit the low gear
Now we 4 wheel drive on em
Left em in the dust
Like they called
Boss hog on em
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider
The Stixxx - Midnight Rider Lyrics
The Stixxx - Midnight Rider Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Now let me show you how we get
We mixin in the kitchen dont care bout no city living naw
That Georgia in my veins represented
I said it and I meant it country boys we all up in it yall
Mash the gas and gone and slide on em
I'm ah ride on em
Heavy Chevy doors only suicide on her
Bad Bettys in the backwoods pistol on the front seat hell yea hell yea
Eatem up like lunch meat
She said they want me dead I told dat bitch to tell em hit me up
Horses on the county line ready for giddy up
I walk like a boss in the south and im runnin my mouth so they callin me trump yea
They dont wanna see me up
I build the world a wall of blunts
Down south Georgia red clay all on the road ain no horses in the back them Dooleys hemi'd up fasho im ghost
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider
[Verse 2]
Boy I bend another corner
Now I'm swerving on Pionono
Got the police tryna catch me
Tryna wreck my whole summer
Took a left on Rocky Creek
And left them bitches in the street
Now I'm 75 bound
Slow it down so I creep
Road right passed
Mercer University
Man f*ck these pigs
Why the f*ck they even f*ck wid me
I ain't did shit
Bitch I know my rights
Cut thru the trail
And I seen dem
Blue lights
Mash the gas
And go on and slide on em
Imma ride on em
Late night creepin
After midnight on em
Hit the low gear
Now we 4 wheel drive on em
Left em in the dust
Like they called
Boss hog on em
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider
Now let me show you how we get
We mixin in the kitchen dont care bout no city living naw
That Georgia in my veins represented
I said it and I meant it country boys we all up in it yall
Mash the gas and gone and slide on em
I'm ah ride on em
Heavy Chevy doors only suicide on her
Bad Bettys in the backwoods pistol on the front seat hell yea hell yea
Eatem up like lunch meat
She said they want me dead I told dat bitch to tell em hit me up
Horses on the county line ready for giddy up
I walk like a boss in the south and im runnin my mouth so they callin me trump yea
They dont wanna see me up
I build the world a wall of blunts
Down south Georgia red clay all on the road ain no horses in the back them Dooleys hemi'd up fasho im ghost
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider
[Verse 2]
Boy I bend another corner
Now I'm swerving on Pionono
Got the police tryna catch me
Tryna wreck my whole summer
Took a left on Rocky Creek
And left them bitches in the street
Now I'm 75 bound
Slow it down so I creep
Road right passed
Mercer University
Man f*ck these pigs
Why the f*ck they even f*ck wid me
I ain't did shit
Bitch I know my rights
Cut thru the trail
And I seen dem
Blue lights
Mash the gas
And go on and slide on em
Imma ride on em
Late night creepin
After midnight on em
Hit the low gear
Now we 4 wheel drive on em
Left em in the dust
Like they called
Boss hog on em
[CHORUS]
I gotta run to keep from hiding
And I'm bound to keep on riding
I got one more silver dollar
And I'm not gonna lettem catch me noo
Not gonna lettem catch the midnight rider