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calhoun & hosier - backwoods lyrics

[chorus: adam calhoun]
you can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
backwoods certified and everybody got one
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin,’ whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
come on
jar full of shine and we smokin’ all the backwoods
shotgunnin’ beers ’round here, you’ll get your -ss whooped
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin’, whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
mud mud

[verse 1: hosier]
i’m a backwoods outlaw, john gotti certified
tell me how to go be in the ride and hit the georgia squash (come on)
top me off and make the call, and everything ended at once
hit the gas and burn some gr-ss and headed down a dirt road
public nuisance, you must be confusin’ me with something that’s ruthless
and nothin’ truthless, but i’m somethin’ way bigger than that
eighties baby, outlaw att-tude just like a rattlesnake
rollin’ stoned since a youngin’, indiana is my birthplace
pistols on the headstones, rebel flag wrapped ’round a flower vase
ridin’ dirty outlaw, catch me if you can
good luck with that copper, i’m the gingerbread man
and i’m just whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
come on

[chorus: adam calhoun]
you can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
backwoods certified and everybody got one
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin’, whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
come on
jar full of shine and we smokin’ all the backwoods
shotgunnin’ beers ’round here, you’ll get your -ss whooped
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin’, whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
mud mud

[verse 2: adam calhoun]
we haulin’ -ss right past, but you stuck though
mud flyin’ everywhere, you think we can’t, f-ck no
redneck, white trash, hillbilly, so what
shotgunnin’ beers until you tore up, throw up
hats, boots, cutoff shirts, and tattoos
talkin’ sh-t, a bad mood, f-ck around and grab you
h-ll yeah, open up the shine, get lifted like a truck
why we all ridin’ high while you stuck in the mud
got your b-tch ridin’ b-tch in this side by side
rippin’, rollin’, drinkin’, smokin’, while we ride right by
got my shirt off, boots on, what the f-ck is you on
i came to get my groove on, so throw hands or move on

[chorus: adam calhoun]
you can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
backwoods certified and everybody got one
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin’, whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
come on
jar full of shine and we smokin’ all the backwoods
shotgunnin’ beers ’round here, you’ll get your -ss whooped
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
whippin’, whippin’
whippin’ through the mud, whippin’ through the mud
mud mud

- calhoun hosier lyrics

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