Lyrics:
I'm Feeling good about tonight, I'm country boy fresh
I'm what them country girls like cause I'm country boy fresh
Dirty boots, dirty truck, where
I'm feeling good about tonight, I'm country boy fresh
I'm what them country girls like cause I'm country boy fresh
Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I
pulled out his Smith
86 his order 'cause he's layin' in a ditch
Send a country song
To them boys in the country
pulled out his Smith
86 his order 'cause he's layin' in a ditch
Send a country song
To them boys in the country
This is real, this is your life in a song
Yeah this is country music
Are you haunted by the echo of your mother, on the phone
Cryin' as she tells
value him it's most upfront in
Songs like 2013's "Lil Nigga Snupe
" a chilling track inspired by
The murder of the
18-year-old Louisiana rapper
Lil Snupe,
Where have the rebels gone
We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard
you get a rollie, rollie
She know she can't have it, that shit love my woadie
She want to buy him a chinchilla
She see you serve foreign country boys
Turn it up
I wake up, put a dip in, crack a cold one
Put my boots and my overalls on
This is the country boy song
I like to gig frogs
I like
for that gold
All
Make this island
My land!
[Ratcliffe]
Make the mounds big, boys
I'd help you to dig, boys
But I've got this crick in me spine
[Smith
It's the last country song by
The last country band
In the last honky tonk in the world
It's the last country dance on
The last hardwood floor
For
of that high-and-mighty scenery's
Gonna be leveled to the ground, boy
By a bunch a' them mindless strip mines on the land
[Chorus]
So listen well, my
don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by
world truly be?
No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting
No be-Boys, no be-Girls, No graffiti, No nothing
If Hip Hop was never born?
this country life
Muddy Sprite, sack of kush, and a Bud Light
Getting baked by the lake cuz we love life
By the campfire, telling stories till the sun
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
country boy shit, yeah motherfucker
(yeah) country boy shit, yeah motherfucker
If I get jammed up and I need a ride
I'm calling Sampson any day or night
better mow that yard boy you better do them dishes
Yeah I'm country country to the bone
Yeah I'm country you can hear it in my songs
Yeah I'm country
Street
Who call themselves The Fugs
In April
They record by Harry Smith doing the
Punkiest songs yet to exist
Lo-fi noisy shit about poetry, sex and drugs
songs for free
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home
Talkin'
songs for free
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home
Talkin'
the morning hurts
My god what have I done
We coulda had it all but I made you run
Oh where did I go wrong,
I'm livin my life like a country song
Oh will I get
the morning hurts
My god what have I done
We coulda had it all but I made you run
Oh where did I go wrong, I'm livin' my life like a country song
Oh will
hear what I'm saying
Got a GAT, you'll feel what I'm saying
Got a tact', you'll hear when spraying
Never mind, I need racks by the boatload
Wasn't mute,
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