it's official I'm the doo-doo And you ain't gon' keep 'em from smellin' it Do you have a speaking impediment, bitch Or are you just at a loss for words
off on that gravel Then mount your horse and saddle 'cause you in the country now The birthplace of Bubba 'Kay now leave before the sun is down It's funny how you
for about a month or two Put his hand on it then see what it do I found you Ms. New Booty Get it together and bring it back to me Hit the playa's club
time they ask you, why you live the way you choose too Say 'coz Bubba set you right, the only one they loved, knew you That leaves you with no excuse
to them country zones I rate that still, see if I ever make that mil Just know I'm paying more than your bills You're always tellin' me Jemal, just know you
a Mason or say that I'm working with satan but even a blind man could see, I would never sell my soul for the P when you're looking at Skepta, you're
a Mason or say that I?m working with satan but even a blind man could see, I would never sell my soul for the P when you?re looking at Skepta, you?re
sort of looks familiar Until you get up close and then it's different clearly But each time you turn a corner You are, you are right back where you
died in vain I'll see you, I made this world for you I made this world for you I'll see you, I made this world for you I made this world for you He
You can tell he ain't no cowboy Spy Vhoaaa ! If you love this country And I hope you do Then listen closely To what I say to you They're in the
the floor, while the beats break Look at you feelin' to catch a vibe, you buyin' an e-ticket To the unknown, hilltop feelin' a lot drop You gotta get
froze like Igloo Big Lou, Tony get your sauce swirled Come twisting, Nina whistling that you with your home girls Big bankers, Big drinker, I see you
with all my Jake's on (Yeah!) Car grills so big you can cook a steak on (yeah!) People hear Ma$e call em' wanna get their mase on You hot 16 I'm a
quiet country towns Working together like spokes inside a wheel They keep this country turning around Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time You
With somebody who don't know where he wants to go Give me the simple life Full of fun and joy Can't you see, I'm just a big ol' country boy And I like
Your name is Big Brother You say that you're watching me on the tele Seeing me go nowhere Your name is Big Brother You say that you're tired of me protesting
so what'd I say? They okey-dokin' How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin' I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin I'm
the steering wheel It's real, stack dough and make more While you cats come up slow like Lamborgini doors You might see me in a Range, you might see
