Backroads Lyrics – Justin Champagne
Singer: Justin Champagne
Title: Backroads
Country roads, take me home
To a place where I belong
Louisiana
Louisiana
You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blarin’, blowin’ smoke out the ceilin’
On the backroads, ain’t no other feelin’
Headed to Havana’s, ’bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let’s go fishin’
On the backroads, country boy livin’
Sugar cane fields, make a livin’ on some drillin’
Ridin’ by myself in my gray ’06 Bimmer
Oh, and I just got it waxed, I don’t think nobody cleaner
Humid-ass weather, it’s hotter than jalapeño
Swangin’ and I’m bangin’, boss hoggin’ like I’m Deebo
Fine-ass women, all types, all of them Creole
Asian accent, all the women love our lingo
Do a hundred miles an hour, check for police with the scanner
Go and catch me some reds at the point, bring a camera
Yeah, you can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blarin’, blowin’ smoke out the ceilin’
On the backroads, ain’t no other feelin’
Headed to Havana’s, ’bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let’s go fishin’
On the backroads, country boy livin’
Sugar cane fields, make a livin’ on some drillin’
Doin’ donuts in a Lambo in the parking lot of Randall’s
Blowin’ fire Roman candles, Wayne Toupes on the channel (Wayne Toupes)
I’m goin’ all in, they say life is a gamble
Camouflage down, steel toes, and the flannel
Cajun trappin’ with a hoop net and some jugline down the channel
In the deer stand huntin’ bucks, drop a 12 point for the mantle
Death Valley, LSU, down here you bet’ not root for ‘Bama (LSU)
Spend a bill on Irish Bin, codeine dreamin’, sippin’ Fanta
Throw a party on the levy off of Highway 187
Pull the jet skis out, airboats with loud propellers
Ol’ lady trippin’ so I’m hangin’ with the fellas
When Sunday come around, we hit the lake and come together
Mama raised a rolling stone, Paul McCartney with The Beatles
Gators on the bayou, I ain’t talkin’ Tim Tebow
Got a gumbo in the pot, playin’ darts at the spot
Two steppin’, Travis Matte, at the casino, Club Rox
You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blarin’, blowin’ smoke out the ceilin’
On the backroads, ain’t no other feelin’
Headed to Havana’s, ’bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let’s go fishin’
On the backroads, country boy livin’
Sugar cane fields, make a livin’ on some drillin’
Country roads, take me home
To a place where I belong
Louisiana
Louisiana
You can find me on the backroads, windows tinted
Radio blarin’, blowin’ smoke out the ceilin’
On the backroads, ain’t no other feelin’
Headed to Havana’s, ’bout to pick me up some women
On the backroads, jacked-up suspension
Mud tires big, drop the boat, let’s go fishin’
On the backroads, country boy livin’
Sugar cane fields, make a livin’ on some drillin’
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