Lyrics:
red white and blue
And we ain't bout designer kicks, only Wrangler boots
Y'all ain't been on the farm? (You right)
Y'all don't drink moonshine? Y'all
ends meet
If you drink moonshine in the moonlight
Rollin' coal on the downtown street
If you got a flatbed, bleed red, chill where the creek bends,
Always on the wrong end of the law
Guns and money and mason jars
Life on the edge gonna leave a scar
A long line of moonshine money
A long line
but my rhymes are phat
I'm a gun-totin', big mouth, bass boatin'
And my granny likes a chew and chaw
I've been saved from sin
Can I get an 'amen'
on and get you
Some WD-40 and a 4WD
Six PBRs and some '93
George S-T-R-A-I-T
A little chew to chaw, country girl to fall
Head over heels in L-O-V-E
For
Ok
Unu hear this.... Khalif Da Cypha
Mi wan tell you what the story is
Good to go.. chaw!
I buss a gun fi di I was born
Jah had a plan for me
Just
Well, you know I'm a son of a gun and I'm not listening to anyone
But my plans are coming together
Oh, take your pick from the holiday buffet
And for
redundant
It's rampant, work till I need me an accountant
Jah jah please lend me a hand
System dey force make he give me a gun
Bolga boy everyday pun the sun
guns away
Monkeys in suits writing laws and rules,
They just bicker and fight
But I ain't gotta listen to them goddamn fools
'Cause I know what's right
the moonshine (yes we sip the moonshine)
There ain't a stranger near
They all just friends of mine
I got the ice-cold beer
And brought the girls some wine
We get
No problem no problem, yea yea yea, mhm
Ah yea Kojo and Abra, ain't no place in'a bloody water
Ah yea Kojo and Abra ah
Chaw
Ye me dun talkin'
I’m smoking me thing
Bombom chaw me no fit cast u me gee
It’s d one dat is caught that they call d thief
I knew what I was saying but he was
(Pre Hook)
Dont hit the line, Jangan kacau
Kau start the game, Aku nak chaw
I’ve done my best without no rest
This aint the subject takyah nak test
And when your guard down
I’m gun slit down the whole wrist
Full moonshine and the white light bright
Face been drained from a vampire bite
Sunlight shine
them tough, yeah
And you chaw bone favor
Spanish town handcuff
You're just a brand new second hand gal
No man no wan' no
Brand new second hand gal
them tough, yeah
And you chaw bone favor
Spanish town handcuff
You're just a brand new second hand gal
No man no wan' no
Brand new second hand gal
fish fightin'
Just to touch my tie
Get smart, smart
I ain't been this hard in a while
Blow cho chaw
I ain't been this hard in a while
Stupid
a gun
just run run run
I don’t need no sledgehammer to start a fire
Silver-lining of a blue top figure
Mesmerizing over moonshine liquor
I don’t need no
Just sittin' around that campfire
More moonshine than a dump truck
Some southern boys with them southern toys
We shoot the moon 'til the sun's up
Got
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat
Tennessee just like
That old moonshine
Old Joe Clark Cripple Creek
Annie Get Your Gun
I guess my old time favorite was
That Fox on the Run
Like a fox, like
sit and watch that moonshine
Drip from the copper
Off an old dirt road where
My gun can't be heard
I'm just sittin' out here way
Out in the holler
fish fightin'
Just to touch my tie
Get smart, smart
I ain't been this hard in a while
Blow cho chaw
I ain't been this hard in a while
Stupid
fish fightin'
Just to touch my tie
Get smart, smart,
I ain't been this hard in a while
Blow cho chaw
I ain't been this hard in a while
Stupid
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