Life...
1:] Front post livin swiggin wiskey and fly swatters catchin trails from that ketmine We on some level country like a Muthafucka Ask the way I'm living shit they 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 bottle of Grits mill Double fistin evan williams steady climbin heavy This is what it's all about I couldn't ask for betta Me I'm high and fucked up, light as a feather I hear them crickets I think I'll lay and listen I got a off in the water but I ain't thinkin about fishin.
This... is that life This is the for me liquor,cars and bars is the life for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor, cars and bars is the life for me
2:] I like them bitches talk dirty south slang I like them bitches they be walkin shake dirty south thang There be them hoes up on that cornbread and collard greens ham hockin sweet and red beans where did you get an ass like pissed off in that baby fat suckin on a dr pepper shirts all in her booty crack they come up slow like "how ya'll doin?" always sassy, kinda nasty and with ta prove, yeah ya'll know ones from kentucky and alabama dem swamp livin cajun straight out louisiana the carolinas florida even mississippi country girls with fat 'ol askin them can I see tities
This... is life is the life for me liquor,cars and bars This is the for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor,cars and bars is the life for me
3:] Rusty off in the yard Bitches and tittie bars the way we livin drink our liquor straight up out the jar Rollin wood, we blowin smoke, poppin pills, we choke 180 proof to wash it down and that's all she wrote and if it me bury 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 bitches dance here fuckin naked on my tombstone
X2] This... is life This is the for me liquor,cars and bars is the life for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor,cars and tittie This is the for me