Country Boy Return
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
It s the return of the fish hoe
So authentic and the fish
I m a big boy came in tip tope
I all chicks know
Why I put the scales on the
Take my resumee
I m a country nigger, big black country nigger
And this middle you want me nigger
Hot boy, damn I need to cool off
I don t listen you rappers hating
Bruise talk, bruise fall, baby flip your ass over like it s fussball
I take everything but the shoes off
I told her give me up, cut the snooze off
I like a firm ass, but
Put her ass to work like a ball, oh
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
That s like my lip that s one me hard to
I d probably be a bomb if it wasn t for this rapping
I know it sounds crazy but actually imagine
All my life I ve been so naturally, oh my god, damn
I ma go for what I know until I drop dead
I got the right to talk shit, fuck what the cops said
Middle finger to the law as I
It s the return of the country niggers oh shit
and we have been in
Sugar daddy s country s what you call it
40 acres and a caddy truck, give a fuck
Not about a lot of things
Never had a million bucks, until I do ain t given up
Filling up the cup
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
Oh, oh, oh and away we go
Some say kush, some say
Anywhere we cause that free throw
Ok, let go, take that shit, call it
Country shit, call it vo
pack your shit, it s time to go
On your march, ok, let go
they never find it hard to flow
I ve been on MTV but close to .
Lyrically I m hard as dope
California, new york
Harder call, feel like the
Hater everywhere we go
Independent major dough,
Recognize a player, and I m far from a hater hoe
Country forward decade, now what you saying though
I ain t gotta say no more
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy.
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
It s the return of the fish hoe
So authentic and the fish
I m a big boy came in tip tope
I all chicks know
Why I put the scales on the
Take my resumee
I m a country nigger, big black country nigger
And this middle you want me nigger
Hot boy, damn I need to cool off
I don t listen you rappers hating
Bruise talk, bruise fall, baby flip your ass over like it s fussball
I take everything but the shoes off
I told her give me up, cut the snooze off
I like a firm ass, but
Put her ass to work like a ball, oh
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
That s like my lip that s one me hard to
I d probably be a bomb if it wasn t for this rapping
I know it sounds crazy but actually imagine
All my life I ve been so naturally, oh my god, damn
I ma go for what I know until I drop dead
I got the right to talk shit, fuck what the cops said
Middle finger to the law as I
It s the return of the country niggers oh shit
and we have been in
Sugar daddy s country s what you call it
40 acres and a caddy truck, give a fuck
Not about a lot of things
Never had a million bucks, until I do ain t given up
Filling up the cup
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy
Oh, oh, oh and away we go
Some say kush, some say
Anywhere we cause that free throw
Ok, let go, take that shit, call it
Country shit, call it vo
pack your shit, it s time to go
On your march, ok, let go
they never find it hard to flow
I ve been on MTV but close to .
Lyrically I m hard as dope
California, new york
Harder call, feel like the
Hater everywhere we go
Independent major dough,
Recognize a player, and I m far from a hater hoe
Country forward decade, now what you saying though
I ain t gotta say no more
It s the return of the country boy,
Getting shitty, hit the city like a country boy
You know I m riding dirty like a country boy
Shotgun and I m wonder I m a country boy.
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Writer(s): Melvin Adams, William Hughes, Vito Tisdale, David Sheats
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