Walker Hayes - Y’all Life lyrics
[Walker Hayes - Y’all Life lyrics]
Y’all life, y'all hey
Small town, y'all town
Double dutch in the park
Ice cream truck failing that
Emissions test hard it's a blow up Grinch in
The yard and it's March
Ain't comin' down anytime soon
Y'all, them nursing homes still rattling
With some Dolly Parton
And them high school kids
Traveling like James Harden
In them white limousines to the Olive Garden
On prom night (Woo) , it's good times, right
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all (Hey)
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up, shawty, show 'em how
(Show 'em how) y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow
Said where the crawdads crawl (O oh)
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)
Y'all all them dads tell them boys, "Son
Walk it off"
Y'all all them mamas tell them girls
"Better keep your legs crossed"
All them hands in the stands
Prayin' for the coin toss lord please
(Please) , "We want the ball at the half"
Say y'all
It's all about a dub and a dirt road
And amen in a church on the third row
(Amen on the third row)
With your arm around your girl
Like a fur coat (Let's pray)
On a Sunday, come Monday
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up, shawty, show 'em how
(Show 'em how) y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow (Real slow)
Said where the crawdads crawl
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)
(Oh) y'all life, y'all life
(Oh) y'all life, y'all life
Said y'all, I got that Wiffle ball
Bat flip swag in my walk
Down in 'Bama where they grammar
Got some country in it, y'all
'Nana puddin', prayer chains
Tailgates in them jeans
Ain't no thang (Ain't no thang)
But a chicken wing, nah
(Ain't no thang but a chicken wing)
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all (Hey)
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up
(Up) , shawty, show 'em how (Show 'em how)
Y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow (Real slow)
Said where the crawdads crawl
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)
Small town, y'all town
Double dutch in the park
Ice cream truck failing that
Emissions test hard it's a blow up Grinch in
The yard and it's March
Ain't comin' down anytime soon
Y'all, them nursing homes still rattling
With some Dolly Parton
And them high school kids
Traveling like James Harden
In them white limousines to the Olive Garden
On prom night (Woo) , it's good times, right
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all (Hey)
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up, shawty, show 'em how
(Show 'em how) y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow
Said where the crawdads crawl (O oh)
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)
Y'all all them dads tell them boys, "Son
Walk it off"
Y'all all them mamas tell them girls
"Better keep your legs crossed"
All them hands in the stands
Prayin' for the coin toss lord please
(Please) , "We want the ball at the half"
Say y'all
It's all about a dub and a dirt road
And amen in a church on the third row
(Amen on the third row)
With your arm around your girl
Like a fur coat (Let's pray)
On a Sunday, come Monday
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up, shawty, show 'em how
(Show 'em how) y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow (Real slow)
Said where the crawdads crawl
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)
(Oh) y'all life, y'all life
(Oh) y'all life, y'all life
Said y'all, I got that Wiffle ball
Bat flip swag in my walk
Down in 'Bama where they grammar
Got some country in it, y'all
'Nana puddin', prayer chains
Tailgates in them jeans
Ain't no thang (Ain't no thang)
But a chicken wing, nah
(Ain't no thang but a chicken wing)
We be livin' that y'all life, y'all (Hey)
Rollin' in the South
Where it's all football and Jesus (Jesus)
Barbershop talking like nah shut your mouth
My mama's sweet tea's the sweetest
Turn that bass up
(Up) , shawty, show 'em how (Show 'em how)
Y'all, we raise up
(Up) and, y'all, we goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in my Bronco
I'ma talk to ya real slow (Real slow)
Said where the crawdads crawl
Said living that y'all life, y'all
(Y'all life, y'all)