Life...
1:] Front post swiggin wiskey and mescaline Swining fly swatters trails from that ketmine We on some otha level like a Muthafucka Ask the way I'm living shit ain't no otha muthafucka Give me mosquitoes and a moonlit me a red dirt road and I'll be doin all right Sittin down by the river bottle of Grits Double fistin evan steady climbin heavy hill This is it's all about I couldn't ask for nothin betta Me Myself I'm high and up, light as a feather I them crickets chirpin I think lay back and listen I got a line off in the water but I ain't about fishin.
This... is that country is the life for me liquor,cars and bars is the life for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor, and tittie bars is the life for me
2:] I like them bitches that dirty south slang I like them bitches they be walkin shake that dirty thang There be hoes up on that cornbread chicken and collard greens ham bitches sweet potatoes and red where did you get an ass like that pissed off in that baby fat suckin on a dr pepper shirts all in her crack they come up speakin slow "how ya'll doin?" always sassy, kinda nasty and with somethin ta prove, ya'll know them from kentucky and alabama dem swamp livin cajun bitches out louisiana the carolinas florida even mississippi girls with fat 'ol asses askin can I see them tities
This... is country This is the for me liquor,cars and tittie is the life for me Country... I die... is the life for me liquor,cars and tittie This is the for me
3:] Rusty off in the yard Bitches booze and bars the way we livin drink our liquor straight up out the jar Rollin wood, we smoke, poppin pills, until we choke 180 proof to wash it down and that's all she wrote and if it kills me me in red clay and let it all be catered by the Ol' Buffet Pass the whiskey bottle and drink it like your Full grown and let them bitches dance here naked on my tombstone
X2] This... is country is the life for me liquor,cars and tittie This is the for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor,cars and bars This is the for me