So why they hatin' on me? Because I'm as country as they come, boy 'Cause all my buddies muddy like a Dixieland convoy 'Cause I'm killin' shit in short time 'Cause my opponents are flyin' but I'm chillin' down in the duck blind Waitin' to see if a motherfucker gon' pluck mine I got a bite like pit bulls at lunch time And my shine is so bright you'll go blind Like a mason jar fire wasn't even made right, yeah And I ain't whistlin' Dixie or here to be friendly I'm here to end any enemies, represent Tennessee Sip on some Hennessy, have a Dixie chick kissin' me Jammin' to 103 wakin' up feelin' kinda like I'm the country king
The game needs me, I won't even budge You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank So USA CMT can't stand me 'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee I'ma keep shit kickin' till my shitkicker broke Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank So USA, CMT can't stand me 'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee I'ma keep shit kickin' till my shitkicker broke Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke
I've got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin Ripped jeans on my legs and my Justin's a size 10 Lead foot haulin' ass like Talladega and shit Checkered flag's in my face 'cause I'm winnin', you bitch You can hate all you want but I'm sittin' on a high throne Pocket full of hundreds, still smellin' like a AutoZone Truck I'm drivin' soundin' like Bigfoot Girl ridin' with me, tanned up, lookin' Hollywood Like I cedar tree, I really wish a honkey would, though You don't think I will, son, but bubba just call me Woodrow Rollin' presidential, five percent tint on my windshield Smokin' marijuana out of Mountain Dew and some tin foil I'm a beast, you think I sold my soul America would be great if you could call my asshole First song ever made charted on them billboards Got plenty ammunition and I'm playin' to kill more
The game needs me, I won't even budge You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank So USA CMT can't stand me 'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee I'ma keep shit kickin' till my shitkicker broke Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smoke The game, the game needs me, I won't even budge You're stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud I'm slick like a copperhead on a creek bank And reckless like I'm in the city drivin' a big tank So USA, CMT can't stand me 'Cause I'm wild and loud like a Yamaha Banshee I'ma keep shit kickin' till my shitkicker broke Still chokin' up people like I'm blowin' black smokeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
