Country Boys

Yeah!

Hey, Bottleneck (what up, dawg?)

We about to get drunk and live, boy (oh, let's do them ass out)

Let's go and turn it out one time (the tear and fall, come on!)

We ride them dirty roads (dirty roads), we rock that camouflage

We drive them big trucks, country boys is what we are (come on)

We're from the east and west, we're from the north and south

We're from the woods, yeah, country boys can turn it out (come on)

Chewin' my jaw and some Southern swag

The mud on my tires and a rebel flag

I got them locked up tight

I never know which hoe I might hit tonight

You ever seen a country boy rat so clean?

I'm dirty, but you know what I mean

And I reckon I'm a boss from the woods

Big buck, this cracker look good

I'm a country boy and I'm country-raised

Stay in the stint street and shine for days

Any kind of huntin' I do it all

I got a country pimp with a Southern drawl

Keep it real high on them big old wheels

Country boy is in my grill

I got a red cup up in my hand

It's a country theine, you understand

We ride them dirty roads (dirty roads), we rock that camouflage

We drive them big trucks, country boys is what we are (come on)

We're from the east and west, we're from the north and south

We're from the woods, yeah, country boys can turn it out (come on)

We ride them dirty roads (dirty roads), we rock that camouflage

We drive them big trucks, country boys is what we are (come on)

We're from the east and west, we're from the north and south

We're from the woods, yeah, country boys can turn it out (come on)

I'm just a redneck

Roll to the liquor store to cash my check

Cradle, oysters and burlapped sack

The beer on ice and a dog in the back

I got a ATM in the back of the shed

It's called a mason jar, you touch it and you're dead

Bury my shine in the back of the yard

Hide my stash in an old junked car

Buy some huntin' with a coondog runnin'