Pass that Jar Around Upchurch & Bottleneck (Ft. Chandler Roberts)

[Intro]
Let the BandPlay

[Chorus: Chandler Roberts]
Strike a match to a Marlboro red
And feel the rush run straight to your head
Pop the top of a Budweiser bottle
And kick it on, bang, crank up the throttle
We're headed to the riverside about sundown
Break out that guitar, pass that jar around
And pass that jar around

(Church)

[Verse 2: Upchurch]
Don't pass me the jar, shit, just hand me the smoke
Shit everybody and their mama know I love rollin' stoned
But hell the mamas and daughters be ragin' at all the shows
Titties bouncin' up and down in the first three rows
But I ain't nobody special, shit I'm a country Caucasian
And you can catch me at the river, windows up and I'm blazin'
With a cutoff shirt, sunburnt, dog I'm really from the thickest parts
Don't hang out in my town, ain't nothin' but the local Walmart
The only Targets I see are riddled with rounds of lead
And that ain't nothin' but practice for when I aim at crackheads
So watch your ass when you stroll in the town that I was raised in
Might find your ass disintegrated at the bottom of the pig pen