Boss of the Stixxx (Remix)

In the woods we burn it down-
This how country get it lit-
Welcome to the south--
Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out-
Welcome to the sticks-
All the country boys is out-
Uh i walk like a boss in the south-
Boss of the south in my walk-
Uh i walk like a boss in the south-
Boss of the south in my walk-
Uuh-
Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out-
In the woods we burn it down-
Welcomr to the south-(end)

Welcome to the slums
Most these bitches ratchet
All of us is bums
Don't ya bitch about it
Get it how it come
Came up out the gutta
Straight up out the slums
I ain't letting off
Better recognize the real
When ya see it boss
Step back hold up
I'll let it off
Telling ya right fucking now
I'll set it off
Off in this motherfucker right now
Wid a bang
These motherfuckers acting like
They ain't know the name
So I had to spit fire
Let em feel the flame
Woo
Hot dog better call the law
The white boy right here
Tell em what ya saw
I'm still standing right here
Screaming fuck y'all
Middle finger up
What
I don't give a fuck
Ain't got a fuck to give
So tell me what it is
Ahhh ahh ahhhh ahhh ew ahhh ahhh
So tell me what it is

In the woods we burn it down-
This how country get it lit-
Welcome to the south--
Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out-
Welcome to the sticks-
All the country boys is out-
Uh i walk like a boss in the south-
Boss of the south in my walk-
Uh i walk like a boss in the south-
Boss of the south in my walk-
Uuh-
Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out-
In the woods we burn it down-
Welcome to the south

I be in the sticks goin digi wit it-
Whippin up a splif and tell ya chick to hit it-
Country boys in it you gone win with syni-
All up in the woods with a fifth of jimmy-
Bouncin like a mafucka wait a
Minute-backwoods crib gotta lake up in it-
Dirt roads dirty red clay up in it-
Its hot up in the south these yankees bake up in it-
Party with a bibb county macon villian-
Roll up all the good we gone bake a minute-
Dooly with the roof gone take the ceiling-
Box chevy creeping with the quake up in-

Uh-i walk like a boss in the south-
Uh-all these blunts up in my mouth-
Uh-jager double cups and loud-
Uh-im high as fuck im a cloud-

God up in the sticks pardon me a bit
Borrow me a bitch and watch the party go down-
We all up in the woods with it-
Country boy southern bred jager swishers and my rounds-

We gone get it like we spose ta im outlaw with it cowboy sippin on a
Poster my mouth raw with it catch me spittin that
Corrosive we posted in the woods sippin mushroom mimosas:end

(Adam Calhoun Verse:12bars)
Walk in like
Who the fuck want it
This party to sober
For a raging alcoholic
I been called a racist
Label as a problem
Cause I say the things I say
And I call it how I call it
You a coward and a pussy
Probably should be
Put down like a old dog
Deep down in the woods B
Becareful how you say my name
I'll make it rain
Pull up to ya house
Ring ring
Nobody home
Nobody want war no more
Bunch ofCrazy white boys
At ya front door
Hello
Nobody wanna fight
Cause ya
Yellow
Sometimes I might get a little
Ghetto
That's just how they raised me
Little bit of south
Mixed with the city
What the fuck you thought
Hel yeah I'm crazy
I came and fucked it up
Now I'm out baby

In the woods we burn it down-
This how country get it lit-
Welcome to the south--
Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out-
Welcome to the sticks-