Luyện nghe bài hát I Mow, I Till

[Intro: Tarr]

I fish, I dip, I flip the
Mow grass, whoop ass, that's shit

[Intro:
Got a microphone in my left
in my right and I'm raisin it

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

Hubb]
If that's the shit you don't
tough tits thats how I live!

[Hook: Tarr/C-Hubb]
I Mow, I till, got Bud Light on
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 is feelin' me, and speakin' of killin' things
I'm about to go second degree, and kill the 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 woods C-Hubb will get buck, I ain't stuck in a rut
I'm about to it jump, you can call this thing mud cause' I'm bouta kick it up!
Hubb is bringin' and the liquor and the women and it's lookin like we're winnin
So I'm rollin' through the finish Liiiine. Got my fishin by my two mile road
Hidden in them piiiines. Till we finally find the bonfire and them country
There's plenty and a water hole, so we drinkin' swingin' off the rope
We grillin' up some chicken wings, and daisy dukes on them pretty things
Ain't everybody met yet but we all Tiller Gang. (yeah)
that, we in the woods, way off the map
And if we finish off the beer, good I brought this fifth of Jack!

[Verse 2: Fatt
I roll, I ride, just got a new tiller boe
I can, survive, a country boy the 4-wheel drive
And the lake, is live, got the catfish out that bitch
Now cast, a line, gotta tell ya how I just one more time..
At the County small engine, I holler at ole' Joe Owens
Yeah he knows them motors, bouta get my mower goin
Like the Tennessee river we flow, plant seed now watch it
Turn on the grill and watch it smoke, drink cold beer while on the boat
(HERE WE GO) One more time, let me see y'all crank them
Crack that jack, kick them raps, yeah 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, don't me tell you twice
Cause this buzz got me feelin nice. Got the coolers, got the
And Johns 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 this southern life! Cause..

3x]