Me and My Boys

Cowboy boots, Pick-up trucks
Going downtown in a 4 by 4 with a big dog on my lap and I don't care
You try to tell me how to live my life
There's a place for you in hell
I think about this every place I go
From the look of it you can't tell

Daisy Dukes, bikini tops
I'm gonna tell you all the things I like
There's no sense in holding back
You can lick it or leave it, it's all the same
You don't see it, but it's a fact that

No one mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
No one mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys

ATVs, whiskey shots
Telling all these guys just to step aside
'cause the king won't take no lip or let it slide
You keep on saying you'll apologize for the times you weren't clear
It's my turn to tell you that it's all the same
If you think that I'm insincere, I'll show you that

No one mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
No one mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys

One more thing that's been on my mind, so I'll take this time to say
I know that your thinking that it's all the same
This is the American way
To tell you that

No one mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys. (Hey)
Don't you mess with me and my boys

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Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Smith
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