georgia boy fresh

Singer: jones, demun

me and my body spent thousands on raising these rides

spent a few more thousands on the speakers inside

i wanted a paint job but rapped it in mate black

decided i want it camouflaged and took it right back

i'm bumping jones county and it's loud and clear

now you can't see me coming but you can damn sure hear

there's plenty of room to recline in my crew max

cowboy leather seats and titanium packed

now that's 50 on the truck

customize another 50

could have bought her bid me

now you can tell a county boy ain't scared to drop a stack

rednecks blowing paychecks to be exact

uh

g-g-goergia boy fresh

we ain't playing withchya

we ain't playing withchya

to all the redneck women that bathing in mud

ain't nothing hotter than a country girl that don't give a what

and they come in every size

triple x to

but every girl looks better in a rebel flag bikini

you think she's hot

now wait till you see her drive a doolie

with a 12 pack of honeys in the bed jacuzzi

complete with led that turn purple and blue

the colors move with the music and the girls do too

now they all getting drunk

drinking straight out of a picture cone

shake it like a polaroid picture maker

hillbilly drew like he's in the first grade now

everybody's following

they started a parade

uh

g-g-goergia boy fresh

we ain't playing withchya

we ain't playing withchya

and if you think it's silly for country boys to bust wide

don't you take a trip on down to mount

crawling rock in the

instead of judging covers of books

come experience it

don't let the flags scare ya

we won't hurt a fly

but threaten the wife and kids then you gotta die

yeah

family comes first

we consider god our member

that's why we decorate a tree right around december

uh

g-g-goergia boy fresh

we ain't playing withchya

we ain't playing withchya

catch on delivery

don't write me a check

if demun don't get dollars he ain't rocking a set

and i ain't with the merch cut unless you told her to count it

and fitting in the paper work

don't ask me about it

if your drunk buddy's thinking bout grabbing a shirt

tell him check my track record

merch snatchers get hurt

pretty sore grill scattered over the map

and i ain't even tryna brag

that there's a fact

but i don't want trouble

i'm just tryna sing

and let the world know how a county boy does his thing

take care of my girls

make mom and dad proud

hit the stage like a beast and the crowd screams loud

g-g-goergia boy fresh

we ain't playing withchya

we ain't playing withchya

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