Juggling Chainsaws

Howdy, how's your man been now?
Told them, ha, ha, yeah

I'm good to go, lock and load
It's good for the soul like that rock 'n' roll
The whistle blows, the crowd explodes
It's just another day, this is how it goes

Fat Man Jones and that old-school Caddy
Bitches used to hate me now they call me Daddy
Gave me a chance and I rocked the shit
I'm on that ole Kid Rock, find a spot to pimp

Now I'm ridin' down the sunset, lookin' for a young bitch
Lookin' for a bad bitch to do a couple tongue tricks
Guys that I run with, came from the slums with
Used to be a nobody now they say I run shit

I grew up on eight-ball and MJG
Old Bun B and the late Pimp C
Real southern boy, I grew up in Tennessee
Three 6 Mafia helped to raise mе

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm trudgin' thru deep swamps
This train it won't stop, oh no
I'm workin' it so hard
I'm down by-law
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no

Growin' up, nobody believed in mе
I'm country as cornbread, beans and greens
When the cops pull up then we flee the scene
This for the girls in high school that was mean to me

Game done, changed, baby, better hustle up
Chips on the table, baby, better double up
Seatbelt on, girl, better buckle up
'Cause this car goes fast, girl, burnin' rubber up

It's cold out here, baby, better bundle up
And this for the critic, I bet this'll shut 'em up
They say I'm chopped liver, I guess I should cut 'em up
But if it's a problem, then we can knuckle up

Betcha I'ma fuck 'em up 'cause I know I go harder
Man, I'm faded like I just left the barber
Real white trash, I ain't graduate Harvard
And I'm here now like, "Hey, Ms. Parker"

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm trudgin' thru deep swamps
This train it won't stop, oh no
I'm workin' it so hard
I'm down by-law
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no

(I'm jugglin' chainsaws) 23 years old, super cold
Thick like a Bronco, Superbowl
Man, I'm super high, super blowed
Girl, tell me whatchu really doin' though

We can ride out (chainsaws), we can slide out
We can take it to the room or back to my house
(I'm jugglin' chainsaws) whatchu got goin' on, lemme find out
There's a flag on the play, baby, time out

C'mon now, let's do it, let's do it
Work all day, at night we act foolish
350 pounds make it hard to miss me
Standin' at the bar takin' shots of whiskey

One shot, two shot, three shot, four
Four shot, three shot, two shot, floor
Never met a man like me I'm sure
The game's missin' somethin' and I'm the cure

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm trudgin' thru deep swamps
This train it won't stop, oh no
I'm workin' it so hard
I'm down by-law
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no

I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws
I'm jugglin' chainsaws, oh no



Credits
Writer(s): Jason De Ford, Jared Gutstadt, Jason Mater
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