| 'Shyo boy Big Smo
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| With my man Tom G
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| From Tennessee and Florida baby
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| Make it shake
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| Yeah I been Ziploc popping since I was teenager
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| Independent hustle, still balling with the majors
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| Riding out the sticks on that dirt road coat
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| I came up from flipping bricks to rocking sold out shows
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| I get a back wood hood, redneck crazy
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| Camo tank top with them cut off daisys
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| It ain’t nothing but a Smo thing baby
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| I keep that heat on my side if it’s shady
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| Pile up in the Chevy, let me show you how to ride or die
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| Slop pit mama sipping on that apple pie shine
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| Rowdy mud nuggets in that four wheel drive
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| Cedar Pine kush got us sitting so damn high
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| The money don’t stop so I’ma keep stacking
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| Dale Jr. can’t call it checker flag flappin'
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| It ain’t been the same since I stepped in the game
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| Set the country on fire and took over the lane
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| Ain’t no holding us down
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| We bring that country to your town
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| And make it shake
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| Country shake it, the country gang yeah yeah
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| Country bumping with my country gang
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| 'Cause we’ve been on for so long
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| Put a life in every song
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| Make no mistake
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| Country boss, I got country song yeah yeah
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| Guess I drop a country song
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| Make no mistake, we make it shake
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| Here’s where I come in on it ain’t no sitting to my table
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| You ain’t bringing that in to it, what you rhyming for
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| Eat the check alive carnivor
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| Hear ye, hear ye, you got decrowned and I’m coming for it
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| It ain’t my money then it’s null and void
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| Straight out the country where we cash them big sheet pants and monies boy
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| Slap them things in the skilly with that good battle
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| It ain’t about what you raise, all lives matter
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| Hope you hanging with my white partners in the mud pit
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| Hanging out on that slit smoke, liquor buzzing
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| Dirt bikes and four wheelers blunts and that good shit
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| We be throwing block parties, had the whole hood lit
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| I keep the off for the insects
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| We just a gang of wild boys bout having fun and getting chicks
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| And I forgot to mention getting sex
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| Bunch land around the house to go hunting, country living bless
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| While I’m still eating pig feet and chicken necks
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| Chitterlings, country family full of siblings
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| Country boys came to take over your city
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| Riding with a drink in the Chevy
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| Ain’t no holding us down
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| We bring that country to your town
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| And make it shake
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| Country shake it, the country gang yeah yeah
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| Country bumping with my country gang
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| 'Cause we’ve been on for so long
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| Put a life in every song
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| Make no mistake
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| Country boss, I got country song yeah yeah
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| Guess I drop a country song
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| Make no mistake, we make it shake
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| Drop down, let me see how you do it
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| That back wood booty gon' make me lose it
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| Drop down, let me see how you do it
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| Show them boys how the country girls get to it
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| Drop down, let me see how you do it
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| Yeah that back wood booty gon' make me lose it
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| Drop down, let me see how you do it
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| Go and show them boys how the country girls get to it
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| Ain’t no holding us down
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| We bring that country to your town
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| And make it shake
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| Country shake it, the country gang yeah yeah
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| Country bumping with my country gang
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| 'Cause we’ve been on for so long
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| Put a life in every song
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| Make no mistake
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| Country boss, I got country song yeah yeah
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| Guess I drop a country song
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| Make no mistake, we make it shake |