Lyrics:
empirical
This ain't a miracle
Know analytics, like I work for oracle (Aye)
Know analytics, like I work for oracle (Aye)
Shit bout to get critical
Get to my
girl cook for me
Somehow I fell in love with her
I love her country grammar
She got that country grammar
She let me watch her body go to work
She let me
Come ooh
Dear God you for come ooh
Be like like say the prayers all no dey work so the madness dey take in charge ooh
Ma country get rules
Be like say
you too funny
Call me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me 'til a nigga be cumming
Cross the country (woo,
Hoodbillyvandalz
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was
a country doctor
I want to count sheep and I want to eat lamb
No matter how down bad I am I'll never work in marketing
And I'm finally in place to admit I
analytics
Out the country it's going up
The support chock me up
Cause I ain't really had no home love
Just some cats who support the cause
But K.9 Ayeee Dubb
Never mind the quarter shrapnel that been creep inside my wind pipe[00:09.13]Never mind your playlists, analytics, imitation pyrite[00:12.11]Never
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the scene, there's a man down
9-1-1, call the paramedics
Self-made nigga, no handouts
Big Stone goin' check the analytics
B to the dash, C.I.D.E., Blowing out
[BRIDGE]
Country cookin I be cookin grits up in the kitchen(work)
Country cookin I be whipping grits up in the kitchen(work)
Country cookin I be
old sound
Small town, old town
If you're drinking, better have enough for the whole town
Red dirt, clay dirt
Trying to get to pay dirt
Country
to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country let the Chevy 8 drop
Bring the 'shine
Cold blooded with my head to the wall
The weekend is here and the work week is gone
One bottle baby then it's on
I'll keep going till the whole
nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up
ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I
I don't wanna go to work
I don't wanna see my ex-girl
I don't wanna worry 'bout finding me my next girlfriend
At the bar where they charge your
Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand, with
Aye
Sa
Remedy remedy remedy
Spiritual
Working all day for the money, working all day, na money be fine somebody
Work e no de for the country, work e
Aye
Sa
Remedy remedy remedy
Spiritual
Working all day for the money
Working all day na money be fine somebody
Work e no de for the country
Work e no
Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand, with
Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand, with
This is God's country, home of the brave
This is God's country, America the great
This is God's country, land of the free
This is God's country, This
When you see them, boys with them faded jeans ol cowboy hats, boots, and 23's. Dem is country boys and hell yeah I'm one We love God family country
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