Private Property

Lyrics

yo hold up hold up who's property you on you see that sign right there private property
no fishing no fishing no trespassing no nothing hit the road dude hit the road dude hit the road
dude rolled up in the truck like he on the place walking through the field with a straight face
Saw the big red sign, but you kept on movin' now
Everybody watchin' like, what you doin'?
This ain't state land, this ain't your spot
You can't just wander in and take what you got
Fishin' pole hangin' there, thinkin' you're slick
But the property owner's like, nope, that's it
Lock em up, lock em up
Get off the property, what's up?
No fishin', no trespassin'
Turn that truck around, quit askin'
Hit the road, dude, yeah, you heard what I said
Read the sign, time to waggle somewhere else instead
Lock em up, lock em up, lock em up, lock em up
Private property, let's back it up
No, no, no permission
Then you gotta go, gotta go
Hit the road, dude, road
Just gonna fish for a minute, nah, homie, you're finished
That pond ain't public and you already know the business
Got your tackle box, boots muddy
Backin' like the whole place is your property
But the sign says no when the gate says close
So turn that tractor around and hit the road, dude
You can fish somewhere else, you can hike somewhere else
You can park somewhere else, but you can't do it here
Lock em up, lock em up, lock em up
Get off the property, what's up?
Hit the road, no fishing, no trespassing
Quit acting like you missed the warning
Hit the road, dude
Yeah, you heard what I said
Respect, this is private property, keep moving instead
Whose land? Not your land
Whose pond? Not your pond
See that sign? Read that sign
What's it say?
Private property!
We ain't trying to start no fight
We just want you to do what's right
Private property, respect the line
If you don't have permission, don't cross the sign
Take your gear, take your truck
Take your fishing pole and then load it up
There's plenty of places where you can go
But this ain't one, hit the road!
Lock em up, lock em up, lock em up
Respect the land, that's what's up
Get up, no fish, no trespassing, no excuses, no complaining
Hit the road, dude, take your stuff and disappear
Private property means you can't stay here
Lock em up, lock em up, lock em up, lock em up
Turn around and fire that truck, you got the message
Now you know, no Trey Taylor permission
Hit the road
And for everybody who still doesn't understand
Read the sign
No fishing, no trespassing, no parking
Hit the road, dude