Kidd G – I Don’t Wanna (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Watch the video for Kidd G’s song, “I Don’t Wanna” produce by Jake Saghi, Mike Robinson, Will Keating & Morgan O’Connor. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Kidd G I Don’t Wanna

Kidd G – I Don’t Wanna (prod. Jake Saghi, Mike Robinson, Will Keating & Morgan O’Connor)

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I might load the truck up with some fishing poles
Pick my buddies up and hit the fishing hole
Ice to cool her down and get a sixer cold
And get to knockin’ back them natty lights
Seems like lately, I’ve been working like a dog
Ain’t had a day off in too long, so I’m calling that boss
He can have that job

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I’ve been working hard, you can’t say I’m hardly working
I ain’t lazy, I just wanna party
Baby, going crazy, saying
I don’t wanna do shit today
Quit my 9 to 5, I’m hitting the lake
They tell me slow it down, I ain’t hitting the brakes
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna do shit today
Ride around town in my Chevrolet
Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised

[Verse 2]
But a good ol’ boy’s just a good ol’ boy
You can take him out and he’s still country
Never gonna quit, doing country shit
You ain’t red as this, never will touch me
Bounce on the walls, deer rack in the hall
Whipping all-black Hellcat truck
Bird dogs in the back, what’s up?
Don’t get more redneck than that
Couldn’t be more Georgia than this
Fishing hook on the bill of my hat
I don’t wanna do much but fish

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I’ve been working hard, you can’t say I’m hardly working
I ain’t lazy, I just wanna party
Baby, going crazy, saying
I don’t wanna do shit today
Quit my 9 to 5, I’m hitting the lake
They tell me slow it down, I ain’t hitting the brakes
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna do shit today
Ride around town in my Chevrolet
Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised

I don’t wanna do shit today
Quit my 9 to 5, I’m hitting the lake
They tell me slow it down, I ain’t hitting the brakes
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised

I don’t wanna do shit today
Ride around town in my Chevrolet
Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge
People raising hell ’bout the hell I raised