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lirik lagu dirty boys – upchurch

[intro]
let the bandplay
i’m ’bout to spit some fast sh-t
(one time for the dirty boys)
chatham county b-tch!
(yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
yeah, i grew up on the old sh-t y’all already know this
i never thought somebody from my town would get noticed
everybody try but eventually they all quit
and either went to college or they work up at the saw mill
hip-hop country, how the f-ck you think i feel
got people looking at me thinking that i’m not for real
b-tch, i got four wheels turned down four deals
four good buddies, with the four blue flame steels
redneck sh-t to the maximum
sh-t, i’m telling my story just rappin’ ’em
as i join in n0body can even fathom us
’cause, it’s three separate things just smashing (what?)
a little bit of country, little bit of hip-hop
little bit of rock at the bottom of the ridge top
white smoking sh-t like i’m motherf-cking ken block
holla whatchya wanna, but i’m always making sh-t pop
rhec until my motherf-cking heart stop
i say it ’cause i mean it till my motherf-cking heart stop
redneck bone in a 89 rag top
ya boy getting famous from a god dang laptop
rolling, looking clean like a life-sized matchbox
ex girl, hit my line, turned into a missed call
you can call me trump ’cause i’m building me a big wall
blocking out you haters while i’m grabbing on my white b-lls

[chorus]
one time for the dirty boys
loud square bodies out making all the noise
one time for the dirty boys
river rats looking nasty, smoking all the joints
one time for the police
always busting parties and the rent checks trying to chase me
mustang gt, hippie chick with me
puffing on some green, bumping m.g.m.t. (ha)

[verse 2]
every single person who ever told me that i couldn’t
gets a middle finger from me and calling me when they shouldn’t
they’re pushy and overlooking but now i’m more than a rookie
and making my county noticed for something other than druggies (aww yeah)
dixie flag on the front porch (what?)
’cause, your boy hotter than the tip of a d-mn blow torch
f-ck a rolls royce, i’d rather drive
a monte carlo with a cowl induction hood boy (hood boy)
i’m from the woods boy, rolling in the woods toy
talking slow and working ain’t the only thing i’m good for
tougher than an old ford, quiz sports, still score
picking up the farmers daughter, freaking on the front porch
parents talking sh-t while i’m rolling up a whole log
last day of senior year, sh-t, i was too gone
knew i had to find myself off in this old world
and i was gonna yell it till a bunch of people all heard
redneck spitting blue flame with the pen though
never had a bunch of friends, always had my kin folk
rolling six deep in the f-150
i don’t need an image, ’cause the image came natural
small town sh-t till i don’t breathe
a bunch of attention brother i don’t need
a bunch of fake friends i don’t seek
and money ain’t about sh-t, except for old greed
and i don’t need a mansion by a big white beach
gimme a f-cking double wide by an old–ss creek
this is how i was raised and i’ll always be
south side, cheatham county, middle tennessee

- upchurch

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