Lyrics
TRUCKA!
TRUCKA!
[verse 1]
Well I'm loadin’ up my truck and I'm a head out west
Where real truckers hunt bears and bear breasts!
Reload outta Cali. With a load back to the East
Got this large car wound up like a highway beast!
[verse 2]
And I'm A Trucker K in it up and down this Road,
With a thermos of coffee and my heavy ass Load!
Land yacht with a mural sayin' chillin' the most
Then truck that fucker up and down the east n west coast!
[bridge]
Give a toast to the right lane, rollin’ under the stars
Get thrown in the mix leaving me with my scars!
Livin’ this badass life, I just wanna roam
Highway Asphalt is where I live, ain’t got no home
Start an truckin' company, for all the right reasons,
Take back America, gettin rid of the europeans!
[chorus]
And now headin' out west suckers...cause I wanna be a
TRUCKA
With the seat laid back and a sunshine shinin',
TRUCKA
West coast chillin' listening to the kitty wine!
TRUCKA
Ridin' at night 'cause I sleep all day!
TRUCKA
I can smell a bear from a mile away!
[verse 3]
I bet you'll hear my train horns blowin' when my truck rolls in
It goes (whoop, whoop) like dust in the wind
Caffeine’d up, Nicotine’d up, highway freak, zoned out of my mind
I once was lost, but now I'm just Fine
Freightliners, internationals, volvo’s, mack’s, petes and a Kenworth
Map in hand, I was gonna be a trucker from birth!
And if the price is right I'm gonna make my run! But,
I ain't done!
[verse 4]
And let America know why they call us a....
TRUCKA
With the seat laid back and the sunshine shining
TRUCKA
West coast chillin' listening to the kitty wine!
TRUCKA
Ridin' at night 'cause I sleep all day
TRUCKA
I can smell a bear from a mile away!
[bridge]
Yeah...Imma Trucker ...you can call me A Trucker K
Rollin' sunset Chicken Lit Rollin till break of day!
Seen a hunny in a 'vette, rolled down my glass
And said, "got a nice rack with a fine little ass!"
No kiddin', shifter slingin', boots on the floor!
Call me Boss, I ain’t lost, just burning up the,
high cost sauce!
No remorse for the D.O.T, in their eyes we ain't right
I'm gonna split this shift, and follow the lines painted white!
[verse 5]
Find West Coast runners for my large car players
I got the front door, any rockin chair takers!
They told us to slower down, but bet they can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me...lock me up and throw away the key
I ain't no swift, I'm just a regular failure
I ain't straight outta school, I can back up this trailer
Cuss like a sailor...Ride thru the night!
My only words of wisdom is "slow traffic keep right"
I'm flickin' my lights up and down that coast and
Keep on truckin' this party, I'm gonna be your host!
[outro]
TRUCKA
With the seat laid back and the sunshine shinin'
TRUCKA
Spendin' all my time listening to kitty wine!
TRUCKA
Ridin' at night 'cause I sleep all day
TRUCKA
I can smell a Bear from a mile away
TRUCKA
every damn day, in every damn way, on any given highway, smelling them Bears a hundred miles away!