Country Baller
Buckwild Crew yee haw
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
Country boys we're gettin it done put in a hard day's work out here in the sun
About to crack a top and go for a ride down an old back road and ease my mind
Yeah down to the river and drop in some lines
Lifted up Yota sittin high in the sky
And ya know I got a dixie dime up by my side
Hell yeah I know she's down to ride back to the back of them ol knotty pines
Kickin up mud out here in my four wheel drive
A buckwild boy just a one of a kind
Never scared to fight just sippin on some shine by the moonlight
Alright livin it up gettin it done out here up in my pickup truck
Got my twelve gauge buck shells rollin em up big buck down
Just load him on up take it straight back to the house we be skinnin em up
Eight point rack in the bed of my truck go ahead baby girl and just fry em on up
Backwoods livin we just gettin it done country ballers and we sho havin fun
So come on now come get you some fill your cups up and throw it on up
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
I'm a country baller I'm a millionaire hick
Got a doublewide mansion sittin on bricks
I'm a superstar redneck livin in the sticks
Some call it poor white trash I call it hillbilly rich
I shoot big bucks I spend big bucks
I paid two times as much for my tires as my truck
Then I dropped a few more grand and I jacked that bitch up
Then I drove it to the bog and straight through the mud yee haw
Yeah we're singin along to our favorite song
We're dancin in the dirt with no shoes on
Down by the riverside gonna get crunk
Passin that shine rollin up blunts
Whatcha know about that got a fish hook on my ball cap
Got a gun rack in my G Mac and a deer head on my floor mat haha
Yeah I'll tell ya what life don't get no better than this
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
Country boys we're gettin it done put in a hard day's work out here in the sun
About to crack a top and go for a ride down an old back road and ease my mind
Yeah down to the river and drop in some lines
Lifted up Yota sittin high in the sky
And ya know I got a dixie dime up by my side
Hell yeah I know she's down to ride back to the back of them ol knotty pines
Kickin up mud out here in my four wheel drive
A buckwild boy just a one of a kind
Never scared to fight just sippin on some shine by the moonlight
Alright livin it up gettin it done out here up in my pickup truck
Got my twelve gauge buck shells rollin em up big buck down
Just load him on up take it straight back to the house we be skinnin em up
Eight point rack in the bed of my truck go ahead baby girl and just fry em on up
Backwoods livin we just gettin it done country ballers and we sho havin fun
So come on now come get you some fill your cups up and throw it on up
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
I'm a country baller I'm a millionaire hick
Got a doublewide mansion sittin on bricks
I'm a superstar redneck livin in the sticks
Some call it poor white trash I call it hillbilly rich
I shoot big bucks I spend big bucks
I paid two times as much for my tires as my truck
Then I dropped a few more grand and I jacked that bitch up
Then I drove it to the bog and straight through the mud yee haw
Yeah we're singin along to our favorite song
We're dancin in the dirt with no shoes on
Down by the riverside gonna get crunk
Passin that shine rollin up blunts
Whatcha know about that got a fish hook on my ball cap
Got a gun rack in my G Mac and a deer head on my floor mat haha
Yeah I'll tell ya what life don't get no better than this
I'm a country baller duck caller
44 swampers on the mud bogger
Call her up gettin drunk tonight
Shine so strong make ya see the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Derek Van Cleve
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