"Open 'Er Up" lyrics
Andrew Schulz & Jelly Roll Lyrics
Woohoo baby, we're making country music!
Sitting on the couch for 13 months
All I keep thinking about is getting fucked up
Wanna take of my sweats and clip my pubes
Tired of getting caught jerking off on Zoom
Fauci says I need to double up my mask
Well tell that little gerbil he can kiss my ass
(I think it's time)
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
I'm not a child, don't need a curfew
Sick of doing coke in my own bathroom
I want C-Section scars and some stretch mark titties
Come on sing along if you're with me
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
I hope grandma Maxine gets her vaccine
So I can bag two bad blondes and tag team
I'll nut fast as an athlete at a track meet
I want it that way like the boys from backstreet
I'm larger than life like Chris Farley in Blacksheep
We been locked down longer than Kodak Black's rap sheet
Pardon me, I miss women making my heart stop
I can't taste girl, I'll tongue-punch your fart box
Wearing my mask to the table just isn't cool
It's kinda like having a pissing section in pools
I miss hanging in bars, I miss hanging in groups
I wish that motherfucker wouldna put that bat in the soup
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
Sitting on the couch for 13 months
All I keep thinking about is getting fucked up
Wanna take of my sweats and clip my pubes
Tired of getting caught jerking off on Zoom
Fauci says I need to double up my mask
Well tell that little gerbil he can kiss my ass
(I think it's time)
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
I'm not a child, don't need a curfew
Sick of doing coke in my own bathroom
I want C-Section scars and some stretch mark titties
Come on sing along if you're with me
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
I hope grandma Maxine gets her vaccine
So I can bag two bad blondes and tag team
I'll nut fast as an athlete at a track meet
I want it that way like the boys from backstreet
I'm larger than life like Chris Farley in Blacksheep
We been locked down longer than Kodak Black's rap sheet
Pardon me, I miss women making my heart stop
I can't taste girl, I'll tongue-punch your fart box
Wearing my mask to the table just isn't cool
It's kinda like having a pissing section in pools
I miss hanging in bars, I miss hanging in groups
I wish that motherfucker wouldna put that bat in the soup
Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a Good Ole Boy with a sharp knife skinning a buck
OPEN 'ER UP!
