Country Boes - Redneck Souljers

I build me up a house of cards

Just so I can knock 'em down

You lookin' 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 playin' 52 pick up

In the sticks with a gallon fulla hiccup

Country Boes

I hit you with a chair, goin' 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

Kickin' pigs and startin' fires

Sittin' around like fools

Poppin' bras and playin' cards

Fatt Tarr, in the pines or at the bar

Goin' 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 flyin' through the air

Country Boes

I hit you with a chair, goin' 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 havin' to rhyme

Like I was sick in the mind

One of a kind

When I be kickin' the fire

And I’m sippin' 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, goin' 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