weed-Wranglin’ Hoedown Hustle

Yee-haw, y'all, let's roll this blunt real tight

Got that stanky, danky weed blazin' up tonight

Out here in the sticks where the cows don't sleep

This the weed-wranglin' anthem, so buckle up, let's creep

Move over Bessie, it's time to get lit (oh)

Down in the hollow where the chickens get fried

I'm rollin' up a doobie by the tractor's backside

Got my ten-gallon hat, boots scuffin' up dirt

Puffin' on that skunk, man, my brain's out of work

My cousin Cliff, he's my grow-up guy

Hidin' buds in the haystack, got the sheriff askin' why

This weed so loud, it woke the neighbor's hog

Now pork chops dancin' to my rap in the fog

Got a mason jar shine, but I'm sippin' on smoke

This that country fry kush

Got me feel in' like a goat

From the bond to bayou, I'm the king of the blaze

Light it up, pass it "round, sef the whole damn place ablaze

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, gettin' high in the sticks

Roll that green, spark it clean, it's the redneck remix

Blaze it up, raise it up, under stars in the moonlight

This that stoner country rap, y'all, we feelin' out of sight

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, got the barn burnin' black

Puffin' that homegrown, takin' off like a kite

From the cornfield to the creek, keep the vibe so legit

This that country hip-hop, y'all, we smokin' that shit

My granny's on the porch, rollin' joints like a pro

She's 85, but her blunts got no flaws

She said, "Boy, this gorilla glue's better than my stew"

Pass me that bong, I"ll show you what I do

My pickup's in the mud, got a stash in the glove

Got that blueberry yum-yum, it's my one true love

The preacher came by, said, 'son, that's a sin'

I said, 'reverend, take a hit, you"ll be grinnin' like Ken'

Got my coonhound Bubba, he's high off the fumes

Chasin' his tail, thinkin' he's in a cartoon

From the honky-tonk to the trap, I'm the man with the sack

This that stanky-danky, put the boondocks on the map

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, gettin' high in the sticks

Roll that green, spark it clean, it's the redneck remix

Blaze it up, raise it up, under stars in the moonlight

This that stoner country rap, y'all, we feelin' out of sight

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, got the barn burnin' black

Puffin' that homegrown, takin' off like a kite

From the cornfield to the creek, keep the vibe so legit

This that country hip-hop, y'all, we smokin' that shit

Now my cousin Skeeter, he's a wild old soul

Tried to smoke my stash, fell in the tractor tire hole

I said, 'skeet, you fool, that's my premium grade"

You owe me a zip for messin' up my scene

Got a big bonfire poppin', but the smoke's a star

My blunt's so fat it's blockin' out the North Star

The sheriff rolled up, sniffin' round my lane

I said, "Here's some cornbread, man' you don't understand"

This lemon haze hittin', got me talkin' to the goats

They noddin' their heads like they votin' for the smoke

Got my banjo tuned up, spittin' rhymes to the beat

It's that weed-wranglin' live, kickin' dust with my feet

Cold up, y'all, let's toke and take a break

This weed so strong it's got me talkin' to the ether

My overalls saggin', got a blunt in each hand

I'm the highest dang cowboy in this backwoods land

From the silo to the sky, we keep floatin' real high

Every pull of yee-haw sendin' smoke to the sky

Ain't no deputy stoppin' this green parade

Weed-wranglin' posse, yeah, we never gon' fade

My old lady Daisy, she's a stone-cold queen

Rollin' joints so tight, they're sharper than a guillotine

She said, "babe, this purple punch got me lovin' your drawl"

Let's spark it in the hayloft, make the barn cats crawl

Got my John Deere revvin', but I'm too stoned to drive

This kiddos got me thinkin' I'm a bee in the hive

The rooster's crowin' loud, but he's high as a kite

Caught him munchin' my stash in the coop last night

From the moonshine still to the trap house glow

I'm slinging rhymes and reeder keep the good vibe slow

Call me Bubba Blaze, I'm the king of the crop

Got the whole dang county lit, this party's don't stop

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, gettin' high in the sticks

Roll that green, spark it clean, it's the redneck remix

Blaze it up, raise it up, under stars in the moonlight

This that stoner country rap, y'all be feelin' that vibe

Weed-wranglin', hoedown, got the barn burnin' bright

Puffin' that homegrown, takin' off like a kite

From the cornfield to the creek, keep the vibe so legit

This that country hip-hop, y'all, we smokin' that shit

Got a gamstone live with the Solar stampede

These in this dead growth sucking on my finest weed

Yeah, oh