Tekst piosenki
(Country life)
[Verse 1]
Front post livin’ swiggin’ whiskey and mescaline
Swingin’ fly swatters catchin’ trails from that ketamine
We on some other level country like a motherfucker
Ask the way I’m living shit they ain’t no other mutherfucker
Give me mosquitoes and a moonlit night
Give me a red dirt road and I’ll be doin’ alright
Sittin’ down by the river, bottle of Grits Mill
Double fistin’ Evan Williams steady climbin heaven’s hill
This is what it’s all about I couldn’t ask for nothing better
Me myself high fucked up and light as a feather
I hear them krickets cherpin’
I think I’ll lay back and listen
I got a line off in the water but ain’t think about fishin’
[Hook]
This that country life
This is the life for me
Liquor, cars and tittie bars
This is the life for me
Country till I die
This is the life for me
Liquor, cars and tittie bars
This is the life for me
[Verse 2]
I like them bitches talk dirty south slang
I like the bitches, they be walkin’ shake that dirty south thang
That be the hoes up on that cornbread chicken and collard greens
Ham hockin bitches, sweet potatoes and red beans
Where did you get an ass like that pissed off in that baby fat
Suckin’ on a dr pepper showen off your boody crack
They call I’m thinking slow like „how ya been?”
Always actin’ kind of nasty with somethin’ to prove yeah
Ya know them ones from Kentucky and Alabama
Swomp livin’ Cajun bitches straight out Louisiana
The Carolina, Georgia, Florida even Mississippi
Country girls with fatter asses
Askin’ them can I see them tities
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Rusty cars up in the yard, bitches booze and tittie bars
That’s the way we livin’, drink our liquor straight up out the jar
Rollin’ wood, we blowin’ smoke poppin’ pills until we choke
180 proof to wash it down and that’s all she wrote
And if it kills me, bury me in red clay
And let it all be catered by the Ol’ Country Buffet
Pass the whiskey bottle and drink it like your full grown
And let them bitches dance fuckin’ naked on my tombstone
[Hook]
[x2]
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