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Justin Champagne

Chillbilly

 

Chillbilly


I came up in a small town
Where there ain't that much to do
And everybody talks real slow
I'm talking way out
Prolly miss it driving through
Just static on the radio
Frog gigging on a Friday
Sipping shine like its Rosé
Yeah that's my kind of party

We just some front porch, back woods, head bobbing honky tonk hippies
We on some laid back, way back
Rollin with a little bit of Willie
We keep it chill, chillbilly chill
Chillbilly

Mama's mama had a green thumb
Tomatoes on the vine
Something special in the very last row
That's why I keep my shades on
Shining all the time
Like a redneck Marilyn Monroe
Can't tell me nothin, I stay buzzing
We ain't in Nantucket
Don't kill the vibe, bring it down a button

We just some front porch, back woods, head bobbing honky tonk hippies
We on some laid back, way back
Rollin with a little bit of Willie
We keep it chill, chillbilly chill
Chillbilly

Gotta hit them backroads
Crack a seal roll another blunt
In a bath robe
Drinking beer I do what I want
Heavy cash flow
What a year with my day 1's
It ain't nothing
We can blow it all together
And we always got the dice on a roll
Cause playing it safes boring
Party's on boats
And dodging the game wardens
Jack and Jim good friends
But champagnes is pouring
I'm talking in 3rd person baby.

If you got a six pack sitting real nice on ice
Come chill with me
I got the Weber grill going ain't the only thing smoking
Come chill with me
Bring the corn hole boards set 'em up on the porch
Chill with me
I keep the door unlocked you ain't even gotta knock
Come chill with me

We just some front porch, back woods, head bobbing honky tonk hippies
We on some laid back, way back
Rollin with a little bit of Willie
We keep it chill, chillbilly chill
Chillbilly...

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