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upchurch - faded remix lyrics

[intro]
lex ent
arrii, you know it’s that country shit
that backwoods dirty -ss shit

[verse 1]
fuck bein’ faded, i’m backwoods racin’
rollin’ in a ford pickup blarin’ charlie daniels baby
got the kc lights brighter than a sunrise
no rims on my shit, meaty -ss mud tires
these ain’t new nike’s, these some old justin’s
’cause i’m in the land of spittin’, fightin’, horse shows and cussin’
sittin’ on the edge of town tailgate, liquor buzzin’
surrounded by the fog light always gotta be smokin’ somethin’
okay, i know i’m not a rollin’ stone
but when i’m drivin’ home i’m not alone but yes i’m very stoned
blowin’ dro out the window while i’m listenin’ to motörhead
beer bottles breakin’ rollin’ ’round in my truck bed
honky -ss cracker be from blue, white and red
proud to own a gun and got it layin’ right by my bed
i’ll knock your -ss out ’cause where i’m from we cornfed
ring your neck, smash your face, with these greasy boss hands

[chorus]
so whatcha know about a country boy?
so whatcha know about a tonka toy?
roger that, breaker 10-4
buckwild motherfucker kickin’ down the screen door
so whatcha know about a country boy?
so whatcha know about these tonka toys?
roger that, breaker 10-4
buckwild motherfucker kickin’ down the screen door

[verse 2]
if i get rich then so do all my kinfolk
better have a fabtec ridin’ in a limo
i need a case of beer, some swisher sweets, and some homegrown
i’ma outsider, pony boy with a zippo
big game shit like i just dropped a hippo
i want daisy duke on top of me if she a nympho
people askin’ why i do it, what the fuck i’m in for
i tell ’em rap music needs some more orange and camo
crazy rednecks so military kinda ammo
350’s gettin’ sluggin’ down in green swamps and mudholes
we the ones stayin’ when the cops knockin’ on the door
answerin’ in my boxers holdin’ a d-mn magnum 44
smellin’ like some bourbon, c–n dog on the front porch
lighters up and grab a torch, for them crazy country boys
lighters up, grab a torch, for them chevy’s and them ford’s
lighters up, grab a torch, for that dixieland noise

[outro]
ha-ha
yeah, that’s that cheatham county muddy water shit right there
dixieland
ask colt ford if he ever took a fuckin’ dewalt drill
and drilled a large mouth b-ss to a sycamore tree
cut the motherfucker open and pulled the fuckin’ guts out that b-tch
yeah
lex ent

- upchurch lyrics

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