paroles de chanson Down in the Bayou - Rook

(Ahh haha Hey)
(Laissez les bons temps rouler)
(We gone talk about my family man)
(Uhh huh)
(You know we gone let the good times roll one time Lets get it)
(Les Toi Yeah)

It go down in the bayou
Where them pretty stallions coming out to play
It go down in the bayou
Getting money in them trenches everyday
Ain't worried bout no hater they don't mean nothing to me
I must be doing right if my name all up in the streets
It go down in the bayou, Louisiana made
Imbedded in my soul so ima take it to the grave

Chillin' with my people, small town, and we living free
Population not that much about twelve-hundred three
I'm a country boy at heart the city sometimes where I be
Like to ride my horses with my forces Chris is on repeat
Got the gumbo in the pot when you can see your breath to breathe
Supporting who that and them tigers you know what it be
Trail riding on a Saturday I'm stepping with the team
I'm coming we come running come together for a theme
I don't play about my family
We come out like a cavalry
We stick together naturally
We get you it's a tragedy
Holidays be poppin'
Never know what be the topic
Got a problem, better stop it
Family zoomin' like a rocket
South Louisiana from Lake Charles to New Orleans
Number one for our tradition ain't no In-between
We grinding in the trenches
We get it by any means
This the anthem for my state and I want all of y'all to sing

It go down in the bayou
Where them pretty stallions coming out to play
It go down in the bayou
Getting money in them trenches everyday
Ain't worried bout no hater they don't mean nothing to me
I must be doing right if my name all up in the streets
It go down in the bayou, Louisiana made
Imbedded in my soul so ima take it to the grave

I hit the block, swangin', bangin'
Smell that sauce up in that pot
About to head out to the ride
Is you ready or you not
Told my homies to get ready
Cause we headed to the top
Straight line to paradise we don't need to make a stop
See them pretty woman steppin' like them boots all on your feet
And you know I'm really liking how you movin' to the beat
You ain't ready know I'm pressure if I get you in them sheets
Lay your head right on my chest so you can get a little peep
It's goin' live on a Sunday who that all up on the screen
Get to steppin', gotta go, if you ain't rockin' with my team
Got some homies with open cases they will never live the dream
Speaking facts out to my potnas just like Martin Luther King
With the gang, zooted up, throwing fours that's what we rep
All raised by some legends, we ain't never missed a step
I ain't ever asked for nothing cause I got that shit myself
Stay protected with my blessings I don't really need your help

It go down in the bayou
Where them pretty stallions coming out to play
It go down in the bayou
Getting money in them trenches everyday
Ain't worried bout no hater they don't mean nothing to me
I must be doing right if my name all up in the streets
It go down in the bayou, Louisiana made
Imbedded in my soul so ima take it to the grave
It go down in the bayou
Where them pretty stallions coming out to play
It go down in the bayou
Getting money in them trenches everyday
Ain't worried bout no hater they don't mean nothing to me
I must be doing right if my name all up in the streets
It go down in the bayou, Louisiana made
Imbedded in my soul so ima take it to the grave