Little smokey, little bandit Little getting out of handed If you're going where we're going get going or get out of our way Mixing Crowes hard to handle, burning Willie, Rockin' Randall If we're gonna do it then we ain't Gonna do it halfway cause we don't play... If you need a little turn it up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out setting fire to a neon moon Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people We front row, we back porch We dirt stomp, we dance floor We're the party and the party don't start 'til we roll up That's when everybody shows up If you need a little turn it up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out setting fire to a neon moon Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people We the ones that preacher done warned you bout We the ones that'll get ya kicked out We the ones drink way too loud We the people We're the jokers, and tokers In the land of the free Got some hot ones, some cold ones What more do you need If you need a little turn it up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out setting fire to a neon moon Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people If you need a little turn it up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out setting fire to a neon moon Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people