Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kiss Our Grits, artist - Jawga Boyz. Album song Reloaded 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.01.2018
Record label: D. Thrash
Song language: English
Kiss Our Grits |
| We can fire up the grill |
| Or we can fire up a moonshine still |
| Or we can hop in the trucks |
| And go get them thangs covered in mud |
| Whichever way it goes |
| I can promise you this |
| We ain’t got no worries in the sticks (That's right) |
| And them city folks can kiss our grits |
| We sitting back with the charcoal lit |
| Ain’t no city folk livin' like this |
| Tell 'em all to go and kiss our grits |
| Man we like it down here back in the sticks |
| Really don’t know of a better way |
| Till I can break it down and really try to explain it |
| Really got a lot to be thankful for |
| Man, who am I to start complainin' |
| Ain’t it great to be from the country |
| In the greatest country on the globe |
| Sit back with a six pack in the pitch black |
| Get back buddy we takin' it slow |
| Living how we wanna |
| Just really wanna be left alone |
| Some of them folks wanna tell me |
| That they’re really not impressed, now where are my songs |
| I’m not too impressed |
| And just thankful now for my blessing |
| Stressing’s something I don’t really like |
| To get involved in |
| Dressing in them old jeans, dirty boots |
| Plaid shirt and that trucker hat |
| Coming up from the grill and they smelling good |
| So get you some of that |
| We can fire up the grill |
| Or we can fire up a moonshine still |
| Or we can hop in the trucks |
| And go get them thangs covered in mud |
| Whichever way it goes |
| I can promise you this |
| We ain’t got no worries in the sticks (That's right) |
| And them city folks can kiss our grits |
| Come on out let’s hop in the truck |
| Gonna get buried in the mud and the muck |
| Never really been rich but it’s all good |
| Man, at least I’ve always had enough |
| Yeah, that’s what I’m 'bout |
| Born and raised in that deep south |
| Clout for the bout, anybody wanna doubt |
| We gon' give 'em a reason to come check us out |
| Don’t knock it till you try it |
| Country cats know what we doing, man |
| Come on down to these woods |
| And best believe they something brewing, that’s right |
| We doin' life the best we know |
| And how that we were taught |
| Knowing that the best things we got in life |
| Are not some of them things that can be bought |
| We balling on that acreage |
| And I ain’t just saying it |
| God fearin' country boys with a full gun rack |
| Nothing that you wanna be playing with |
| So fan that flame, let’s get it cooking |
| That’s just how we gonna roll |
| Let it smoke and let it drip |
| And grab your problems, let 'em go |
| We can fire up the grill |
| Or we can fire up a moonshine still |
| Or we can hop in the trucks |
| And go get them thangs covered in mud |
| Whichever way it goes |
| I can promise you this |
| We ain’t got no worries in the sticks (That's right) |
| And them city folks can kiss our grits |