He been sliding with joints like Heeler Rope and The Hip-Hop Wrangler, so you already know the vibe: country grit meets hip-hop swagger, that true alternative lane folks been calling “Hick Hop.” Belly Jelly jumps in that pocket and keeps the engine revving. It’s goofy in the best way, fun as hell, catchy like mud on your tires, and low-key timeless.
We’re talking bounce, humor, sauce, and pure authentic country-boy braggin, the type that makes you wanna hop in a dusty pickup and do donuts in a hay field. This track is another one that shows why Shavirus isn’t out here chasing the industry, he’s building his own lane.
Belly Jelly – Lyrics
Lyrics
Chorus:
In the stixx the off road better hold on cause we don’t drive slow like a bull ride might get you throwed. Pop belly country boy call him Jelly Roll.
Verse:
On the of road bouncing like a bull ride matador watch that bull die, he a cool guy shades on his eyes, jelly roll thick you a small frie. Pot belly he like his beer cold catch him in the stixx that’s a dirt road, seat built we dont drive slow, you need a car seat but he full grown. Grown men jelly with the jam turning up the music navigate the land. 4 wheels, traction, fina get his slide on like loose sand. Howdy partner how you doing kicking gravel he been traveling. Yep jelly on da roll like we making sandwiches yep jelly on da roll like we making sandwiches.
Chorus:
In the stixx the off road better hold on cause we don’t drive slow like a bull ride might get you throwed. Pop belly country boy call him Jelly Roll.
Verse:
Jelly roll on the road with his partners and we going long miles so we rotate the driver’s. On the road like a trucker about his business Peter Drucker and we call you loly pop cause you nothing but a sucker catch him on the off road and you know we burning rubber. Remote there’s nothing getting dirty like we mudding hit the stixx like we smoking but no we ain’t smoking, the only thing we smoking is exhaust with the mufflers. This may be a rough ride get you throwed of the bull, he a rough rider he gonna ride on that bull, hold on, gripping tight on that bull he a wrangler throw his rope then he pull. This might be a long drive final destination we all might die matador that bull die, smoking that engine on that ride might fry.
Chorus:
In the stixx the off road better hold on cause we don’t drive slow like a bull ride might get you throwed. Pop belly country boy call him Jelly Roll.
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