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'

City folk, let me show you somethin'

Speakers in the grill, you can hear me thumpin'

To swamp a buggie, you can see me comin'

Stop the truck and shine the light

I got a bony crooked buck in my sight

One shot, alright

Let's load them up and we'll ride all night

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)

A lot of country folk to talk with a twang might walk with a limp

I'm 'bout to get ripped way back in the sticks

If I ain't all in to get your ass out

We drink 'til the Sun comes up in the south

Like hardcore Hank Merrill, Waylon & Willie

I got old cash money workin' on the mill

I might've did somethin' here, comin' through with the shine

Take two or three swigs, I'm losin' my mind (yeah)

Look at all these dimes in the mudhole

Ride through slow in the black and red blanker

Bottleneck bumpin' and gettin' into somethin'

Take a few swigs right on the money

But we keep it country and lay back low

In every allure's trap to my old jumbo

Little small town life, but there ain't no doubt

Just some good old boy's finna turn it out

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)

A country boy'll get me dumb, baby