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In the Boondocks Kickin' up dust in the trucks so high like moon-rocks Me and my buddies we so high up Skyscraper wearin' some boot socks My boots knock at the sound of a threat Layin' black rubber in daddy's Corvette Playin' these chords and burnin' up frets Sunset Boulevard, call me Bret
Hills of West Virginia to the sticks of Caroline Roll Tide Alabama, lost in them Florida pines
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Ayy spark it up, light it high Southern love buzzin' like mama's peach pie Oh my, lyrically killin' this Playin' this game, seen a ventriloquist I know you mad, bro I'm stealin' this Make new sound, when nerds limit this Bury you deep off in the foggy mist Off in the cut stuck people say we co-exist
Hills of West Virginia, the sticks of Caroline Roll Tide Alabama, lost in them Florida pines
In the Boondocks, way out there Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air In the Boondocks, deep in them trees Country boys and girls that are just like me In the Boondocks, way out there Roll the windows down, feel that mountain air In the Boondocks, deep in them trees Country boys and girls that are just like me In the BoondocksTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
