Luyện nghe bài hát I Mow, I Till

[Intro: Tarr]

I fish, I dip, I the script
Mow grass, whoop ass, country shit

[Intro:
Got a microphone in my hand
Jack in my right and I'm it

[Intro:
I cuss, I I drink a bit
Boots on, hat down, sip a fifth

Hubb]
If the shit you don't like
Well tough tits how I live!

[Hook: Fatt
I Mow, I till, got Bud on chill
I fish, I grill, boe just how I live because
I roll, I ride, got mud on all for
Said I roll, I ride, goin down tonight, cause.. (2x)

1: C-Hubb]
I Mow, I till, homegrown is killin me, I fish, I grill
This country girl is me, and speakin' of killin' things
I'm about to go degree, and kill the track and eat it up
I'm A tick with a pedigree
I'm ridin' a dirty trail, in daddys old green pickup, its a 96
Still splittin' sticks, I run the in this truck. (yeah)
And in the C-Hubb will get that buck, I ain't stuck in a rut
I'm about to make it jump, you can call this thing mud cause' I'm bouta it up!
Hubb is bringin' chicken and the liquor and the women and it's lookin we're winnin
So I'm through the finish Liiiine. Got my fishin line by my two mile road
Hidden in piiiines. Till we finally find the bonfire and them country folk
There's plenty beer and a water hole, so we drinkin' swingin' off the
We grillin' up chicken wings, and there's daisy dukes on them pretty things
Ain't met yet but we all reppin' Tiller Gang. (yeah)
that, we in the woods, way off the map
And if we finish off the beer, good thing I this fifth of Jack!

2: Fatt Tarr]
I roll, I ride, got a brand new tiller boe
I can, survive, a country boy the 4-wheel drive
And the lake, is live, got the catfish jumpin' out that
Now cast, a line, gotta tell ya how I live one more time..
At the Franklin small engine, I holler at ole' Joe Owens
Yeah he knows them damn motors, get my mower goin
Like the Tennessee river we flow, seed now watch it grow
Turn on the grill and it smoke, drink cold beer while chillin' on the boat
(HERE WE GO) One more time, let me see y'all them tines
Crack that jack, them raps, yeah unwind like a ball of twine!
Now who am I? Fatt Tarr, got the in the jar, shoulda been president
Now go get me my damn guitar. Hell, make me tell you twice
this buzz got me feelin nice. Got the coolers, got the grill
And Bigg bouta get the ice. Yeah it's goin down tonight
Big ole' fire get it right, then we're huntin in the morning
Yeah we love southern life! Cause..

3x]