Country Boes

I build me up a house of cards
Just so I can knock 'em down
You looking for them city boys
Won't find them 'cause they not around
Not in my town, not in my state
Not in the south, not anywhere
Got four girls on four wheelers
Took four shots of whiskey (yeah)
Chevy trucks we drive 'em
Motorcycles we like 'em
Ask Bigg John, he's in the front lawn
Them bon-fires we all night 'em (night 'em)
We tilt back till we fall down
Stay passed out till we get up
Got 52 girls playing 52 pick up
In the sticks with a gallon fulla hiccup

Country Boes
I hit you with a chair, going buck wild on 'em
Hell-In-a-Cell, powerbomb you through the stairs
We some Country Boes
Give 'em the peoples elbow, we don't tell no lies
We just some country boys so you know that we can survive

Beer cans off in the yard
Liquor bottles and southern cars
Moonshine still in the jar
Let me tell you what we about
We getting down under the stars
Kicking pigs and starting fires
Sitting around like fools
Popping bras and playing cards
Fatt Tarr, in the pines or at the bar
Going Jeff Jarrett on um I just broke my damn guitar
C-Hubb went woo, Ric Flair, the powers in his hair
Not Pusher T but like Booker T
When I'm flying through the air

Country Boes
I hit you with a chair, going buck wild on 'em
Hell-In-a-Cell, powerbomb you through the stairs
We some Country Boes
Give 'em the peoples elbow, we don't tell no lies
We just some country boys so you know that we can survive

I like my chicken fried with them candied yams
And my cornbread with that hot sauce
And them beer kegs at them house parties
In the boondocks by them pine straws
Got trucks parked up in the driveway with that
Loud bass until the cops called
When they get there we gone turn it down
But turn it right back up when them cops gone, okay
How many times
Do I be having to rhyme
Like I was sick in the mind
One of a kind
When I be kicking the fire
And I'm sipping the moonshine
I'm so crunk that I can't even drive
I'm so crunk that I can't even drive
But a country boy never seemed to care
Fatt Tarr hit you with that chair
And I'ma go Macho Man randy savage yeah

Country Boes
I hit you with a chair, going buck wild on 'em
Hell-In-a-Cell, powerbomb you through the stairs
We some Country Boes
Give 'em the peoples elbow, we don't tell no lies
We just some country boys so you know that we can survive