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outlaw - backwoods badass (remix) lyrics

[intro]
from a dusty trail he came
all the way from the aleutian islands on an alaskan fishin’ boat
to the rollin’ hills of kentucky
through the backwoods of missouri
to the snow cap rockies of colorado
‘cross the hot swamps of florida
to the lakes of tennessee
with a dog named bandit by his side, he rides
he is the backwoods bad-ss
out…..law
yellloooowww

[verse 1: outlaw]
keep it frikin’ hillbilly this is what i say
in every single way i live it every single day
judgin’ from my looks, you’d say that i’m a hick
you think that i’d get mad but nah that’s just my stick
boots on camouflage, copenhagen dip
moonshine jar i think i might get me a sip
redneck hillbilly country mothertrucker
yuppies think it’s funny that my cousin is my brother!
born in a trailer in the middle of the woods
shootin’ deer and drinkin’ beer it’s all misunderstood
dip in my lip, mudjug in my hand
redneck nation on my back we dominate and fade to black
gettin’ drunk up in the back of a burban truck i’m skinnin’ bucks
shootin’ ducks runnin’ ’em up not givin’ a f-ck
if y’all don’t like that stuff, y’all can d-ck my suck

[chorus: outlaw]
backwoods bad-ss, that is what they call me
o-u-t, l-a dub that is what they call me
king of the woods, hick from the sticks
that is what they call me
outlaw, outlaw, that is what they call me
o-u-t, that is what they call me
l-a dub that is what they call me
o-u-t, that is what they call me
outlaw, that is what they call me

[verse 2: fatt tarr]
back in the woods, gettin’ me a dip
i see a big tree i might just take me a sh-t
we got 12 gauges on both of our shoulders
redneck, redneck, redneck souljers
tiller tiller gang up in this thing as usual
that’s my catchphrase i think that sumb-tch is beautiful
boots and suits i find it almost suitable
’cause the men in black are back in the cadillac y’all just rootie poo

[verse 3: c-hubb]
i’m in the backwoods feelin’ like a bad-ss
with a pretty country girl who’s got a fat -ss
a couple buddies, couple bottles and some crab gr-ss
i mean that home grown will sit you on your -ss flat
about a mile down the road from where my momma had me
another mile from that is where my nanny raised my daddy
if you’ve never been down here we’ll show you gladly
but if i take off on this 4×4 you better grab me

hey man you think they think we’re bad-sses yet?

- outlaw lyrics

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