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Hick Ross Lyrics

Im southern by blood not relation
survive with a buck knife and papas gun
one hit and you done
one sip and you spun
big boss of the stix
tired of b**pin the gums
Bout this backwood country boy built ford tough
out the Mid Tenn mud where you might get stuck
grand champ of my camp like a ten point buck
let that 12 gauge spray if you mess with my truck
Im talking k5 chevy
bonfire music
meat mud smothered better get used to it
beast in the grill i sizzle like doing
if its beef that you want bet you think you hear mooing

Now take it back to da facts
redneck street cred bloodline to match
cant rock my boots
cant fit my hat
but since you on my coat tails wont you scratch my back
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