Song parody of
Kentucky
by Lil Grits
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Monte Carlo bow tie
Must be from Kentucky how I’m oh so fried
Woke up every morning from my damn high
Face another blunt until in my zone
Said I’m in another time zone
Smoking durban got my mind so blown
Headband Like I’m Sean Combs
Flexing on these niggas Johnny bravo
I ain’t plan it wassup
I do the damage wassup
I got the advantage wassup
My taste is outlandish wassup
My girl she the baddest wassup
I’m never Satanic wassup
Why would you panic wassup
Man I done ran this shit up
I do what I do when I want to
Grits he be spittin no front tooth
Grits he be spittin no front tooth
Aim out the back now them niggas got sun roof
And all of your raps sounding done too
You ain’t got no where to run to
You can get smoked like the fronto
Backwoodz I’m flaming the blunt too
Let’s get lifted ay
Yeah I’m gifted ay
Get a pound break it down damn that’s pretty Ay
Marijuana Leaves Keep Me Shifting Ay
Yeah I got that drip I precipitate
Chance of thunder storms hyperventilate
I’ve got Italian on my dinner plate
Yeah you know I’m gonna win the race
Edge of the world yeah we keep the pace
Monte Carlo bow tie
Must be from Kentucky how I’m oh so fried
Woke up every morning from my damn high
Face another blunt until in my zone
Said I’m in another time zone
Smoking durban got my mind so blown
Headband Like I’m Sean Combs
Flexing on these niggas Johnny bravo
I ain’t plan it wassup
I do the damage wassup
I got the advantage wassup
My taste is outlandish wassup
My girl she the baddest wassup
I’m never Satanic wassup
Why would you panic wassup
Man I done ran this shit up
I do what I do when I want to
Grits he be spittin no front tooth
Grits he be spittin no front tooth
Aim out the back now them niggas got sun roof
And all of your raps sounding done too
You ain’t got no where to run to
You can get smoked like the fronto
Backwoodz I’m flaming the blunt too
Let’s get lifted ay
Yeah I’m gifted ay
Get a pound break it down damn that’s pretty Ay
Marijuana Leaves Keep Me Shifting Ay
Yeah I got that drip I precipitate
Chance of thunder storms hyperventilate
I’ve got Italian on my dinner plate
Yeah you know I’m gonna win the race
Edge of the world yeah we keep the pace
