[Talking]
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Let's make 'em whistle y'all....
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Yea, this one right here
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Is to all my country boys, yea
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Awwww
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See I love everybody
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Mid-west, east coast, west coast
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But its something special
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About these country boys
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Down here in the dirty south, ya know!?!?!
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[Verse 1]
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I met a lil cuttie
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He was round my way
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Accent was a little funny
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Are you from VA
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He said no I'm not
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Im from ATL
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Well u doin the damn thing
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And u doin it well
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Well I had my share of men
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Black whites and indians
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But I never had a dude like you
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Im trynna tell you now
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That im feelin ur style
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Can I chill one night with you
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[Chorus]
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You aint seen nothing
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If you aint had lovin
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From one of them country boys
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You aint got a clue
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If you don't know what to do
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When you see one of them country boys
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[Verse 2]
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He's got Henni in his cup
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24's on his truck
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Butterflies in my gut
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Cuz he said "wussup!"
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He's got fronts in his mouth
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Cuz he's from down south
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Come and holla at me
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Cuz u drive me crazy
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Boy, go 'head with yo bad ***
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What you need from me just ask
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See, cuz a guy like you
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And a girl like me
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Not usually into rushin,
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But u drive me crazy
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He's crunk like Jon
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With a body like Usher
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Up in the club
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Never scared like Bone Crusher
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I'll take you home
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We can tag team wrestle
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And if you like it slow,
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Give you that red light special
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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From VA to GA
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Miami to the Lou
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All these country boys
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Yall im feelin you
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The Carolinas to my boys in Alabama
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Even down in Mississippi yall I don't think yall hear me
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Go 'head with yo bad ***
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What you need from me just ask
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Take my number
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And baby please call
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Any time I don't mind at all
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[Chorus]
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Country Boy
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| Tyra B |
