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Kick It Up

 

Kick It Up

(álbum: Cheatham County - 2015)


Aw hell, I'm stirring up a storm now
Smooth as a Colorado, rolling with the windows down
Watching all the Gomer Pyles lurking all around the town
Trying to pull me over, plant some weed that they said they found
Take my ass on to jail, cuss, fight, raise hell
Oh, well, it ain't shit, make a call post-bail
Country boy connect hillbilly with some WiFi
One day average Joe, next day world-wide

Walk through Nashville, I don't need a tour guide
Representing me, R.H.E.C. black flag
Redneck Nation, spitting rhymes in a MudJug
Rocking Mossy Oak, flipping birds like a turkey thug
And if you ain't with me, back that ass on up
Cause I'm rolling with some honkeys getting backwoods crunk
Got a southern belle with me, legs long like a highway
Get her fired up with a Silverado sideways
Burning all this rubber, white smoking like a drag strip
Outlaw dipper, crooked smile with a fat lip

Finger way up like a New Age Kid Rock
Cowboy, baby, here to raise hell and not stop

Walk miles never drop, coming out of Rocky Top
Coming from a town where them shotgun shells pop
Moonshine still, still sitting in the hills
Cause that Tennessee firewater pays them bills
Whatchya know about a country boy, know about a Tonka Toy
Know about a rebel flag flying off in Pigeon Forge
Not a damn thing, but you hear it on my twang
Though your boy shines bright like a Cashville day glow

Cause I am what I am cause my fan base says so
Real as it gets, good hooks, let the vibe flow
On my front porch, you could call me Eddie Bauer
Daisy Duke getting freaky in my stand-up shower
I ain't never been fake, son, go and check my resume
All my Dukes of Hazzard 'bout to make a crazy leap of faith
Started from the bottom now my whole crew here
I'll be mowing shit down in my big John Deere

Bubba, don't get scared just stay out of my wide lane
Man in black born in another time frame
Start a ring of fire, now I'm burning everything down
Aldean style, tattoos on many different towns
And I ain't trying to be a boaster, but I roast it like a toaster
I'm as good as cold beer in the summer and you know it

feito

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