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upchurch - welcome to the country lyrics

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[intro]
let the bandplay, let the bandplay, let the bandplay
upchurch (upchurch)

[chorus]
rebel flag’s flyin’, four wheel drive
back road ridin’, b-tch, welcome to the country
where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don’t work
put your t–th in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country
let the chevy 8 drop, bring the ‘shine on that
cheatham cops don’t care, hah, welcome to the country, country, country, country, country
feet deep in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country

[verse 1]
my boots kickin’ b-tch yeah you know i’m the cowboy
addicted to thick chicks, tall boys, and loud toys
i keep that joint smokin’ like a stack on the c-mmins
truck bed full of country style playboy bunnies
and i stay turnt up like that biker bar, stay crazy like that monster jam
my -ss ain’t signed by n0body but tyler farr knows who i am
i’m mister redneck crazy, mister your chick with my baby
mister if you do not like me stare at both my middle fingers
while i’m jammin’ in the studio creatin’ all these bangers
for these truckers, moshers, ravers and people rockin’ them trailers
flat black with 8 hangers, my style shinin’ like chrome
signin’ t-ts in my shows on chicks i don’t know

[chorus]
rebel flag’s flyin’, four wheel drive
back road ridin’, b-tch, welcome to the country
where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don’t work
put your t–th in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country
let the chevy 8 drop, bring the ‘shine on that
cheatham cops don’t care, hah, welcome to the country, country, country, country, country
feet deep in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country

[verse 2]
shins cl!ck on my boots, smoke roll out the screen door
comin’ out, loaded, savin’ sh-t like marines, boy
i’m the f-ckin’ bomb drop me on isis
f-ck them ragheads boy i got american pride b-tch
we roll up them fatties, we crank the lid on the ‘shine though
my sh-t so stout i had to rob me a silo
on my dude boy sh-t and if you don’t what’s bumpin’
chances are your b-tch -ss ain’t straight out the country

[chorus]
rebel flag’s flyin’, four wheel drive
back road ridin’, b-tch, welcome to the country
where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don’t work
put your t–th in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country

[verse 3]
i used to ride around this county when n0body knew my name
used to kick it up in sonic with a pocket full of change
used to ride around the ranch that’s where my buddies smokin’ j’s
four deep in the single cab short wheel base
and i ain’t gonna change and i won’t stop reppin’
the land of dixie chicks, cowboys and square dancin’
small town, big voice, two fingers saying f-ck it
if you ain’t about america then you can kick the bucket, b-tch

[chorus]
rebel flag’s flyin’, four wheel drive
back road ridin’, b-tch, welcome to the country
where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don’t work
put your t–th in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country
let the chevy 8 drop, bring the ‘shine on that
cheatham cops don’t care, hah, welcome to the country, country, country, country, country
feet deep in the dirt, b-tch, welcome to the country



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