if you want it heavy (i weigh a ton)

you want it heavy

well now god damn

i weigh a ton

you know that i am

a ton of fun

you know you want a piece of me

a piece of me - a piece of my

home is on the road i like to roll then i take it

home where the clay is red like my neck down in dixie

well i'm a talkin' to you now hey hey

my pockets are lined they are full of pay day

with every move i make you know the south is risin'

say you want it heavy now

hell yea! hell yea!

a piece of my freedom

first taste of freedom gets you high

then you crave more freedom

i got more attitude than your money can buy

now i'm talkin' to you now hey hey

are you ready to rumble i'm a may-lay

fuck all the rules i never call before i dig

when i come around my friends say hey big"