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David Morris

Camouflage

 

Camouflage


Camouflage, camouflage
I got horses in the barn, I got 400 more
In the garage, the garage
And the windows stay tinted
You can't see me, man it's just like

Camouflage, camouflage
I mean, you might think you see me
But don't you really see
It's a mirage, a mirage
And I'm hunting down you lame ass boys
Head to toe in camouflage

Ohhhh my God
I hate this nowhere town and I hate this dead end job
Man I hate my ex and I hate my fucking boss
Wanna walk in there tomorrow and just say "fuck y'all"

Bitch I'm outtie
Where I'm from, yea we get rough and rowdy, we bout it
Go as hard as us? yea right, I fucking doubt it
Get me out this bar cause it's way too fucking crowded
I ain't even smoking but my mind's getting cloudy

Pulling up in big trucks and fast cars racing
Everybody know me round here like I'm famous
All my them kids who used to pick on me, they gone hate this
But they still gone play this

Camouflage, camouflage
I got horses in the barn, I got 400 more
In the garage, the garage
And the windows stay tinted
You can't see me, man it's just like

Camouflage, camouflage
I mean, you might think you see me
But don't you really see
It's a mirage, a mirage
And I'm hunting down you lame ass boys
Head to toe in camouflage

You might think I'm in the army all this camo I got on me
Since I grew up in the Hills it just figures I wear Tommy
Put a hole through your noodle, yea we call that "rigatoni"
Man I'm from them country roads, West Virginia mountain mommy

Money, John Deere green
Flag, red white and blue
F-350 all black and the Jeep is too
Attitude like "y'all need me, I don't need you"
Sick and tired of being sick and tired? Yea, me too

Turning Main Street into Talladega, watch me rev the engine
Hit the 6-speed, with the shifting I'm gifted
Yea I stay grounded by the truck is lifted
I guess I'm just different

Camouflage, camouflage
I got horses in the barn, I got 400 more
In the garage, the garage
And the windows stay tinted
You can't see me, man it's just like
Camouflage, camouflage

I mean, you might think you see me
But don't you really see
It's a mirage, a mirage
And I'm hunting down you lame ass boys
Head to toe in camouflage

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