Lil' Off the Top

Way back up in them hills
Behind that moonshine still
Daddy planted that sticky bud to pay off all our bills
Tax man he came knocking, tryin' to find that smell
Mamma said get back in that car or I'll send you straight to hell
Now I'd go up that hill every mornin', rain or shine
Daddy never had a clue I was going to get mine
Cutting time had come up fast for daddy to sell that crop
Leave it to me, I'll get it done for a little bit off the top
WOO
HEY HEY HEY HEY
HEY HEY HEY HEY
When Sunday rolls around, Daddy's off to church
Never let me tag along, just kept me home to work
Cut it down, bag it tight, same shit all the time
I'd break me off a little chunk to make me feel real fine
Paranoid no doubt when the law man comes around
Even he knows Daddy's grass is the best in fuckin' town
Kinda nice being known for Daddy and his crop
He knows he can count on me for a little bit off the top
WOO
HEY HEY HEY HEY
HEY HEY HEY HEY

And I can't feel this way anymore
And I'm not paranoid anymore
And I'll walk your ass right out the door
And I'll keep coming back for more
It's time to even up the score



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Writer(s): Matthew Nehring
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