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You want it heavy
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Well now God Damn
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I wiegh a ton
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You know that I am
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A ton of fun
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You know you want a piece of me
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A piece of me - a piece of my
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Home is on the road I like to roll then I take it
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Home where the clay is red like my neck down in Dixie
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Well I'm a talkin' to you now hey hey
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My pockets are lined they are full of pay day
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With every move I make you know the South is risin'
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Say you want it heavy now
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Hell Yea! Hell Yea!
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A piece of my freedom
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First taste of freedom gets you high
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Then you crave more freedom
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I got more attitude than your money can buy
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Now I'm talkin' to you now hey hey
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Are you ready to rumble I'm a may-lay
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Fuck all the rules I never call before I dig
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When I come around my friends say "Hey Big"
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I don't give a damn about your haircut
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I don't give a damn about your "in" thang
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I walk a mile in my own pair of boots
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Do you think I give a God Damn what you think
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Hell No
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(Repeat Chorus)
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If You Want It Heavy (I Weigh A Ton)
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| Jackyl |
