country folks (remix v2)

Singer:bubba sparxxx

country fried

baptized in gravy

can't wash off what the good lord made ya

no matter how far that highway goes

an old dirt road will get you home

if you see it in their eye when they try to lie

if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind

then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high

for my country folk

my country folk

country fried tongue tied them haters

bubba k's back french fry them taters

the truck sits high but the nuts swing slow

and i'm huntin' me a muddy hole

dirty my cubicles it's just business as usual

to y'all it's unsuitable but to us it's beautiful

fill up the cooler and lets maneuver through trap county

the sheriffs my buddy so we ain't worried about that mountie

just ask 'bout me my reputation

is that of a good dude that really was raised in

this here location

it really did make it

then planted the seed for a whole generation

yeah i'm pretty good but god is great

keep him in my heart and i'll be straight

without him in my home i'd go crazy

ain't nothin' like my folks baby

country fried

baptized in gravy

can't wash off what the good lord made ya

no matter how far that highway goes

an old dirt road will get you home

if you see it in their eye when they try to lie

if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind

then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high

for my country folk

my country folk

we go back like a cold one and drink plenty

way back like some waylon and some conway twitty

i come from a little town yeah it's itty bitty

far from a city ain't nothin' change in how i'm livin'

i got a vision and that's to never stop

back road records gonna be bumpin' out your speaker box

we got this game on lock we raisin' to the top

country folks yeah we rock

hangin' round the bonfire on a saturday night

and if you want to mess around we gonna put up a fight

us country folk we all ride together

yeah i want this moment right now forever

country fried

baptized in gravy

can't wash off what the good lord made ya

no matter how far that highway goes

an old dirt road will get you home

if you see it in their eye when they try to lie

if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind

then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high

for my country folk

my country folk

country folk little smoke lotta beer

pardon me i'm a tennessee volunteer

pour it up raise your drinks up high

gotta a case of bud light and a jar of apple pie

before we're done you can bet the sun comes up

or the cops come then everyone runs

work all week party on the weekends

spend sunday's fishin' drinkin'

backwoods by the river in the sunshine

not a worry on my mind tryin' wet a line

that's how we do it in the south baby all day

work hard in the yard then we go play

come home ta mama cookin' in the kitchen

daddy's in his chair little whiskey sippin'

tea's on ice fresh fried chicken

i love my life this here's livin'

country fried

baptized in gravy

can't wash off what the good lord made ya

no matter how far that highway goes

an old dirt road will get you home

if you see it in their eye when they try to lie

if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind

then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high

for my country folk

my country folk

see me an bubba

we been doin' this a long while

it sure seems a lot longer than a country mile

hollywood look good

full of fake friends

i never thought we could ever be here again

time heals

one fell

one came up

back together son

we gon' tear this thing up

a lot of talkers

and i ain't gotta name em'

they wanna be us

hell i can't blame em'

we been doin' this forever now the game done changed up

but let me tell you homie we gonna tear this thing up

bubba k colt ford k-mill is danger

just remember the name because we comein' with bangers

average joe in the buildin' we don't kick it with strangers

hold it down with my day one partners they helped raise me

that's the way the mud life made me

keep it 100 till the good lord takes me

country fried

baptized in gravy

can't wash off what the good lord made ya

no matter how far that highway goes

an old dirt road will get you home

if you see it in their eye when they try to lie

if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind

then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high

for my country folk

my country folk

real talk i'd spend all my money

just to get another spoonful of grandmama's dumplings

sippin' a cup of jim beam straight like it's nothin'

what up to all my people in the country