| What did I tell you about them daggum yuppies?
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| They ain’t right boy I tell you what
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| YELLOOOWWW!
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| I headed into town, there’s yuppies all around
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| Their car’s broke down and they’re layin' on the ground
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| His battery is dead but they don’t know what to do
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| Some bitchin' city boy thinkin' that their engine blew
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| He was lookin' at the belt and I didn’t even help
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| If you really wanna learn you gotta do it by yourself
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| Gotta do it by yourself man that’s all that I know Bo
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| O-U-T-L-A-Dub that is what I go by
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| Tires, fires, chicken wires
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| Fresh eggs in the mornin' that don’t expire
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| Country born and country bred
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| I’m a daggum rebel 'til the day I’m dead
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| Yuppie folks don’t know 'bout this, I don’t whine and I don’t bitch
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| I’ll just sit and sip my shine and they’ll be stuck off in that ditch
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| Hold on, hold on, is it that sum’bitch right there in the ditch that got turned
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| up in their Prius yeah they’ll stuck off in that ditch, yeah they’ll be stuck
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| off in that ditch
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| You know they can’t fish and ya know they don’t dip
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| And they damn sure can’t get a truck up outta ditch
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| And they can’t plow a field and they can’t gig a frog
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| And you know they don’t farm and they’re never at the bog
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Still them bitches lyin' on the mother truckin' government
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| And I’m out in the woods workin' for the freaking hell of it
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| Huntin' all day just to feed my daggum family
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| And y’all just at the store buyin' chips and unsweet tea
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| World goes to shit and you’re off the governments tit
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| And you’ll be looking at us hicks like we’re god sum’bitch
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| But go ahead make fun of us now turn my head go milk a cow
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| One day it all came rainin' down and you sum’bitches gonna drown
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive (Can't survive)
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| Spit some Copenhagen in your eye (In your eye)
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive (Can't survive)
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| Come to the country kiss your ass goodbye (Ass goodbye)
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| Man all this yuppie talk make me wanna get some dip right now
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| I’m gonna get outta her and let Bottleneck finish this sum’bitch
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| Haha, let’s go boys
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| You know they can’t fish and ya know they don’t dip
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| And they damn sure can’t get a truck up outta ditch
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| And they can’t plow a field and they can’t gig a frog
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| And you know they don’t farm and they’re never at the bog
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive
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| Five more yuppie folk, what you keep starin' for?
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| You ain’t seen a hillbilly redneck with a giggin' pole
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| Camouflage, over haul, southern drawl, them red cups
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| Strong handle of the good stuff make yuppie folks hiccup
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| Yeah that’s what we all about more country than the law allows
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| Yeah, I gotta Bubba lip product of a Skoal pouch
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| Skin a buck up in the pines, hang him up, let him dry
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| Do wonders with a fishin' line and fix a truck with chicken wire
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| Yuppie folks can’t survive I seen it with these rebel eyes
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| Y’all just some weekend rednecks ridin' 35's
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| Yeah we the real deal, honkeys in them hay fields
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| Country folks can survive, yep we let the liquor spill
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| Man, we may not know how to turn on one of them Xbox sum' bucks
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| But we sure know how to do three things and that’s fish, hunt, and dip
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| And that’s all you need to know in this gosh dang world son keep it frickin'
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| hillbilly, fricken' hillbilly
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| Did I get the echoes, ha ha |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yuppie Folks Can't Survive, artist - outlaw. Album song Backwoods Badass, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп