[Intro: Tarr]
I fish, I dip, I the script Mow grass, whoop ass, country shit
C-Hubb] Got a in my left hand Jack in my and I'm raisin it
[Intro: I cuss, I fight I a bit Boots on, hat down, sip a fifth
Hubb] If that's the you don't like Well tough thats how I live!
Fatt 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, it's down tonight, cause.. (2x)
1: C-Hubb] I Mow, I till, homegrown is killin me, I fish, I grill This girl is feelin' me, and speakin' of killin' things I'm to go second degree, and kill the track and eat it up I'm A blue with a pedigree I'm ridin' a dirty trail, in daddys old green pickup, its a 96 Still splittin' sticks, I run the farm in truck. (yeah) And in the woods C-Hubb will get that buck, I stuck in a rut I'm to make 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 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 swingin' off the rope We grillin' up some chicken wings, and there's 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 brought this of Jack!
[Verse 2: Fatt I roll, I ride, got a brand new tiller boe I can, survive, a country boy with the drive And the lake, is live, got the catfish jumpin' out that Now cast, a line, gotta tell ya how I just one more time.. At the Franklin small engine, I holler at ole' Joe Owens Yeah he knows them damn motors, bouta get my mower Like the Tennessee river we flow, seed now watch it grow Turn on the grill and watch it smoke, drink beer while chillin' on the boat (HERE WE GO) One more time, let me see y'all crank tines Crack that jack, kick them raps, yeah unwind 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 make me you twice Cause buzz got me feelin nice. Got the coolers, got the grill And Bigg Johns bouta get the ice. Yeah it's down tonight Big ole' let's get it right, then we're huntin in the morning we love this southern life! Cause..
3x]