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(Let the band play) Upchurch Rebel flags flying, four wheel drive Back road riding, bitch, welcome to the country Where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don't work Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country Let the Chevy 8 drop, bring the 'shine on now Shit the cops don't care, hah, welcome to the country Teeth deep in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country My boots kicking, bitch, yeah you know I'm the cowboy Addicted to thick chicks, tall boys, and lab toys I keep that joint smoking like a stack on the colors Truck bare full of country style playboy bunnies And I stay turnt up like that biker bar, stay crazy like that Monster Jam My ass ain't signed by nobody but Tyler Farr knows who I am I'm Mr. redneck crazy, Mr. your chick want my babies Mr. if you do not like me stare at both my middle fingers While I'm jamming in the studio creating all these bangers For these truckers, moshers, ravers and people rocking them trailers Flat black with 8 hangers, my style shining like chrome Signing tits in my shows on chicks I don't know Rebel flags flying, four wheel drive Back road riding, bitch, welcome to the country Letras de cancionesWhere the guns stay loaded, cell phones don't work Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country Let the Chevy 8 drop, bring the 'shine on now Shit the cops don't care, hah, welcome to the country Teeth deep in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country Shins click on my boots, smoke roll out the screen door Coming out loaded, saving shit like marines, boy I'm the fucking bomb, drop me on ISIS Fuck them ragheads boy I got American pride, bitch We roll up them fatties, we crank the lid on the 'shine though My shit so stout I had to rob me a silo On my dude boy shit and if you don't like what's bumping Chances are your bitch ass ain't straight out the country Rebel flags flying, four wheel drive Back road riding, bitch, welcome to the country Where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don't work Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country I used to ride around this county when nobody knew my name Used to kick it up in Sonic with a pocket full of change Used to ride around the ranch, that's where my buddies smoking Js Four deep in the single cab short wheel base And I ain't gonna change and I won't stop repping The land of Dixie chicks, cowboys and square dancing Small town, big voice, two fingers saying fuck it If you ain't about America then you can kick the bucket, bitch Rebel flags flying, four wheel drive Back road riding, bitch, welcome to the country Where the guns stay loaded, cell phones don't work Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country Let the Chevy 8 drop, bring the 'shine on now Shit the cops don't care, hah, welcome to the country Teeth deep in the dirt, bitch, welcome to the country From Letras Mania