Yeah, so you might see me wit uh.. 87, rusty.
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I been on that but uh... you need ta get on that. Holler at cha mang.
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Still throwin' beer cans in the gutter mang, flick a parliament, hub cap ornament.
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Deer head on the wall it's a bubba thang, not just sparks but I'm sparkin' a Parliament.
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Again I'm a chain smoker, stuck to the flame poker I'm hot. Keep the party goin' don't stop.
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New shoes, thrifty Bill Cosby sweater, drinkin' out the keg no greek frat letters.
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Bumpin' skinny pimp, Petty and Eddy Vetter.
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Ain't no Eddy Bower, no scary cowards you better check tha Y E L A W O L F.
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Buddy I'm in ya ash tray like a toenail clip.
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Flick flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa. I'm on some new mobile home shit come on ova. Keep heavy metal like a ton of boulders. Check out my donk it's dirty brown, I know it's dirty brown boi!
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That's what we on now!
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Yeah holler, I got 20 bucks and I don't give a fuck,
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A pretty country girl and a pick up truck yeah.
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That's what we on now!
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Doller at che. Yea. When the sticks meet the bricks,
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You gon see all a my people up in that bitch like.
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That's what we on now!
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20 bucks and I don't give a fuck yeah.
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That's what we on now!
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A country girl and a pick up truck yeah.
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That's what we on now!
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When the sticks meet the bricks.
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That's what we on now!
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All a my people up in this bitch, bitch.
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Lemonade is made from lemon's a?
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Then I'ma make fine china from a paper plate.
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I'ma dip low, like paper planes.
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In the Cheverolet, like it's a major thang.
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Sign a major deal, with a major payne.
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They gave me a budget, I bought a bicycle frame.
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I rode that bitch around Walnut park,
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Put a stack in my pocket and then blew it at Wal-Mart.
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On a jacket, a pistol, and a packet of blow darts.
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If you enter my skull, you gonna need a strong heart.
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Strong art, the heart of Dixie got history.
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You sittin' on 32's we sittin' on 60's.
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Mud tires and barbed wire you drive for hours.
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You wont see nothin' but palm trees and wild fires
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and BOOM! Out pops a B Boy.
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The mossy oak is dirty brown, I know it's dirty brown boi!
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[Chorus]
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Jimmy crack corn, then he threw a bar stool.
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Mother goose broke a wing and still flew the coup.
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She gave Jimmy 20 bucks and threw him a deuce.
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Left Jimmy on the string like a loose tooth.
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See these the type of people that I'm used to.
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Hard knock country boys fuck a new suit.
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Fuck a new coop when you need a new roof,
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Give me the whole stake from the ruler to the two.
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Give me the ruler too, measure it up.
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There's good money in the pyrex mesurin' cup.
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Ricky Bobbys on the corner he's tearin' it up.
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If he don't slow down, he'll be wearin' a crutch.
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Ricky needs to take it to tha highway,
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But you can't tell him shit, cause it's Friday.
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Ricky's got a needle, thats how it's goin' down?
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He looked at me and said "thats what I'm all about."
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[Chorus]
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That's What We on Now
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