Luyện nghe bài hát I Mow, I Till

[Intro: Fatt

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

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

Tarr]
I cuss, I I drink a bit
Boots on, hat down, sip a fifth

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If that's the 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 that's just how I because
I roll, I ride, got mud on all for
I roll, I ride, it's goin down tonight, cause.. (2x)

[Verse 1:
I Mow, I till, this homegrown is me, I fish, I grill
This girl is feelin' 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 farm in truck. (yeah)
And in the C-Hubb will get that 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' chicken and the liquor and the women and it's lookin we're winnin
So I'm rollin' through the finish Liiiine. Got my fishin line by my two mile
Hidden in them piiiines. we finally find the bonfire and them country folk
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 reppin' Gang. (yeah)
that, we in the woods, way off the map
And if we finish off the beer, thing I brought this fifth of Jack!

[Verse 2: Tarr]
I roll, I ride, just got a new tiller boe
I can, survive, a boy with the 4-wheel drive
And the lake, is live, got the jumpin' out that bitch
Now cast, a line, gotta tell ya how I live just one time..
At the Franklin County small engine, I at ole' Joe Owens
Yeah he knows them motors, bouta get my mower goin
Like the Tennessee river we flow, plant seed now it grow
Turn on the grill and watch it smoke, drink cold beer chillin' on the boat
(HERE WE GO) One more time, let me see crank them tines
Crack that jack, kick them raps, yeah unwind a ball of twine!
Now who am I? Fatt Tarr, got the shine in the jar, shoulda been
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 let's get it right, then we're in the morning
Yeah we love southern life! Cause..

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