Jimmie Allen, Nelly - Good Times Roll Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Brand new laces
Fresh pair of jeans, pocket full of blue faces
And I ain't rockin' nothin' basic
Vanilla Rollie on my wrist
Ice, ice baby

good timess, good vibes
Somewhere we're rockin' go crazy
I need a good ride, with some good tires (yeah)
And I ain't talkin' Mercedes

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up
With a few folks in my four by four
Seat way back, cold six pack
Window cracked, I got the good fire rollin'
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yellin' out the window, "Roll tide roll"
Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll

Still kinda hazy (uh)
We still in this truck (goin' down, down, baby)
We're gettin' small town faded (uh)
Spinin' mud through the tires of my F-150

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up
With a few folks in my four by four
Seat laid back, cold six pack
Window cracked, I got the good fire rollin'
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yellin' out the window, "Roll tide roll"
Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up
With a few folks in my four by four
Seat laid back, cold six pack
Window cracked, I got the good fire rollin'
Tennessee to Atlanta cross the street to Alabama
Yellin' out the window, "Roll tide roll"
Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me
Through the swamps of the 504
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Goin' down, down, baby
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Let the good times roll