Upchurch - Red Carpet lyrics

(Backseat with the curtain sh**) Yeah (Backseat with the curtain sh**) Dirty dirty (Backseat with the curtain sh**) Yeah (Backseat with the curtain sh**) (Let the band play) I’m from that dirty dirty, spray-paint a Cadillac in the driveway Smoke one with the police when they off-duty on Friday Riding around in my city on that two-stroke [?] And you ain’t never gonna catch me, don’t waste time writing tickets Mister f** a public image, you know that I’m here to get it And they tripping ’cause I’m different, my blueprint leaving [?] I drop sh** and get attention, they know that the boy ain’t playing now Rappers falling over like the [?] We’ll be out at a party straight up going all for that apple pie And I’m gon’ wreck the sh** I do until the day I die Creek water sipping, rolling stoned until my lungs collapse Early model 80s and for 50 and system slap [?] Bad b**h in the pa**enger, a** fatter than a judge appeals [?] rapper man because his stock cannot compare to me So when they red, call me that, roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before it’s over I’ll be shooting birds live on CMT Radio stations try to act like they ain’t heard of me Now have all my windows tainted, backseat with the curtain sh** So when they red, call me that, roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before it’s over I’ll be shooting birds live on CMT Radio stations try to act like they ain’t heard of me Now have all my windows tainted, backseat with the curtain sh** f** a backseat and a curtain, let ’em see me drive Windows down, pistol loaded and my f**ing doors unlocked Johnny Cash in my attitude, straight Casanova like Elvis Presley Girls sit in front of the stage, one touched my boots straight gone crazy Dirty dirty, middle of the country, and I stay proud of that I put on for my people in the small towns all across the map Them underdogs and misfits, soldiers overseas for [?] b**h, I keep a couple Chris Kyles where my [?] So when they red, call me that, roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before it’s over I’ll be shooting birds live on CMT Radio stations try to act like they ain’t heard of me Now have all my windows tainted, backseat with the curtain sh** So when they red, call me that, roll it out so I can wipe my feet Before it’s over I’ll be shooting birds live on CMT Radio stations try to act like they ain’t heard of me Now have all my windows tainted, backseat with the curtain sh** Backseat with the curtain sh** Backseat with the curtain sh**, backseat with the curtain sh** Backseat with the curtain sh** Backseat with the curtain sh**