Good Times Roll lyrics - Jimmie Allen & Nelly

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Brand new laces

Fresh pair of Jays, pocket full of blue faces

And I ain't rockin' nothin' basic

Vanilla Rollie on my wrist, I be ice, ice, baby

Good times, good vibes

Somewhere where I can go crazy

I need a good ride with some good tires (Yeah)

And I ain't talkin' Mercedes

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up

A few folks in my 4x4

Seat way back, cold six-pack, window cracked

I got the good fire rolled

Tennessee to Atlanta, 'cross the street to Alabama

Yellin' out the window, "Roll Tide Roll"

Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me

Through the swamps of the 504

(Ooh, ooh, yell it out) Let the good times roll

(Ooh, ooh, let it out) Let the good times roll

Still kinda hazy (Uh)

We still in this truck (Goin' down, down, baby)

We're gettin' small town faded (Uh)

Spinnin' mud through the tires of my F150

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up

A few folks in my 4x4

Seat way back, cold six-pack, window cracked

I got the good fire rolled

Tennessee to Atlanta, 'cross the street to Alabama

Yellin' out the window, "Roll Tide Roll"

Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me

Through the swamps of the 504

(Ooh, ooh, yell it out) Let the good times roll

(Ooh, ooh, let it out) Let the good times roll

Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up

A few folks in my 4x4

Seat laid back, cold six-pack, window cracked

I got the good fire rolled

Tennessee to Atlanta, 'cross the street to Alabama

Yellin' out the window, "Roll Tide Roll"

Cuttin' through to Mississippi, got a lot of people with me

Through the swamps of the 504

(Ooh, ooh, yeah, yell it out) Let the good times roll

(Ooh, ooh, let it out) Let the good times roll

(Ooh, ooh) Goin' down, down, baby

(Ooh, ooh) Let the good times roll