Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kuntry Boys, artist - SMO. Album song American Made, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 15.11.2010
Record label: Big Smo
Song language: English
Kuntry Boys |
| Yeahh |
| It’s your mans big Smo |
| Ayy yo Jelly Lil Wyte lets tell em how it is |
| I’m just a kuntry boy (just a kuntry boy) |
| Livin' out on a farm (you know we out on a farm) |
| I got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn (I can smell |
| it all the way over here) |
| Just sipping on shine (you know we sipping on shine) |
| Sipping straight from the jar (drinking straight from the jar) |
| Law dogs is a hunting us down 'cause they know who we are (yeah they know who |
| we are) |
| Yeah see we some Tennessee kuntry boys it don`t get no better man |
| We back road moonshine sippin' in my Chevrolet |
| Blowin' on that killer hay hoping i can smoke away |
| Every single problem from the day |
| I won`t ever change southern by blood in the mud in the USA |
| Home grown southern swag yup that`s the way I was raised |
| Hustling to get my pay moving kush state to state |
| Dodging johnny law cause they trying to give me 5 to 8 underneath the jail in a |
| cell but they way too late |
| Cause I’m long gone out of sight time to celebrate |
| Touch down with my fam outta town collaborate |
| Smo and Lil Wyte N Jelly good ole boy heavyweights |
| Pushing to the limit in this game of life that we play |
| Represent what we stand for in a major way |
| Outlaws living on the edge of an open grave |
| Raise your glasses to the sky |
| And keep it kuntry everyday |
| Hook: (Big Smo) |
| I`m just a kuntry boy (yeah) |
| Living out on a farm (32 acres baby count 'em) |
| I got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn (sure does |
| smell good out here) |
| Just sipping on shine (best of the best Jelly Roll) |
| Sipping straight from the jar (tell em Jelly Big Smo you know what it is) |
| Law dogs is a hunting us down 'cause they know who we are (yeah they know who |
| we are) |
| This for them kuntry boys them outlaws and hole in the walls |
| Lil Wyte calm down you can`t drink moonshine through a straw |
| Yeah they call me Jelly Roll hooked up with my partner Smo |
| Ever since that hate goes on record labels call my phone |
| See I wake up every morning and try to find a bag |
| But before I eat breakfast got to pop a couple tabs |
| I still keep it kuntry like a big green tractor |
| I’m sick of these mini me`s just call me fat bastard |
| No reception in the house call me on my home phone |
| This dro is that good but its not that cali it’s that homegrown |
| I ain’t even tripping girl I ain’t actin hard |
| Start a fight with my ex then get kicked out of the bar |
| Man I cannot find my car party wheres the cigar |
| I forgot what I was rappin' 'bout I’m higher than a star |
| I ain’t saying that I’m good I ain’t saying that I’m pimpin' |
| I’m just saying I’m like Tiger Woods FORE |
| I`m just a kuntry boy living out on a farm (yeah) |
| I got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn (sho do I |
| swear to god he do) |
| Just sipping on shine (aww yeah) |
| Sipping straight from the jar (straight from the jar baby) |
| Law dogs is a hunting us down cause they know who we are (they ain’t going find |
| me though this yo boy Lil Wyte lets go) |
| There ain’t a day past that I ain’t into somethin' from the sticks |
| To tha hoods they say that honky is bumpin |
| From Unionville to Manchester all the way to Cashville |
| I’m the original good ol' boy I says let the cash spill |
| Pass the shine Jelly watch me drink it all from that straw |
| But when I’m done I’m going to even eat the strawberries and all |
| I’m an alcoholic don`t make me pull out my xanax bars |
| I get fucked up and do donuts in everybody`s car |
| See I’m from the bay spent most of my time in the county |
| Growing up I got into some crazy shit |
| With some rowdy shotgun toting pickup truck driving country muthafuckas |
| I don`t send my goons I send my rednecks after you suckers |
| I’m Lil Wyte the leader of the pack plus I am the drunkest |
| With Wyte music in the building muthafucka we the crunkest |
| What up struggle R.I.P. |
| to your grandpa Waylon Jennings |
| This a new movement he started it but Wyte music going to keep it goin |
| Muthafuckas |
| I`m just a kuntry boy (just some country boys) |
| Livin' out on a farm (you catch us out on a farm) |
| I got pounds on the other side of town with the crop in the barn (just holla at |
| yo boy you know what time it is) |
| Just sippin' on shine (yeah we sippin' on shine) |
| Sippin' straight from the jar (we sippin' straight from the jar tell em Wyte) |
| Law dogs is a huntin' us down cause they know who we are (Jelly you know they |
| know who we are baby) |
| Its yo mans Big Smo Tennessees numba one kuntry boy y’all know what time it is |
| we 'em good ole boys |