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Hosier

Backwoods

 

Backwoods

(album: Made In America - 2017)


[Adam Calhoun:]
You can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
Backwoods certified and everybody got one
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whippin,' whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Come on
Jar full of shine and we smoking all the Backwoods
Shotgunning beers 'round here, you'll get your ass whooped
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whipping, whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Mud mud

[Hosier:]
I'm a backwoods outlaw, John Gotti certified
Tell me how to go be in the ride and hit the Georgia squash (Come on)
Top me off and make the call, and everything ended at once
Hit the gas and burn some grass and headed down a dirt road
Public nuisance, you must be confusing me with something that's ruthless
And nothing truthless, but I'm something way bigger than that
Eighties baby, outlaw attitude just like a rattlesnake
Rolling stoned since a younging, Indiana is my birthplace
Pistols on the headstones, rebel flag wrapped 'round a flower vase
Riding dirty outlaw, catch me if you can
Good luck with that copper, I'm the gingerbread man
And I'm just whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Come on

[Adam Calhoun:]
You can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
Backwoods certified and everybody got one
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whipping, whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Come on
Jar full of shine and we smoking all the Backwoods
Shotgunning beers 'round here, you'll get your ass whooped
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whipping, whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Mud mud

We hauling ass right past, but you stuck though
Mud flying everywhere, you think we can't, fuck no
Redneck, white trash, hillbilly, so what
Shotgunning beers until you tore up, throw up
Hats, boots, cutoff shirts, and tattoos
Talking shit, a bad mood, fuck around and grab you
Hell yeah, open up the shine, get lifted like a truck
Why we all riding high while you stuck in the mud
Got your bitch riding bitch in this side by side
Ripping, rolling, drinking, smoking, while we ride right by
Got my shirt off, boots on, what the fuck is you on
I came to get my groove on, so throw hands or move on

You can catch me in the sticks with the hicks and the shotguns
Backwoods certified and everybody got one
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whipping, whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Come on
Jar full of shine and we smoking all the Backwoods
Shotgunning beers 'round here, you'll get your ass whooped
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Whipping, whipping
Whipping through the mud, whipping through the mud
Mud mud

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