say about me (remix)

rolling stone called me the most open-minded redneck on the block

yeah

but i ain't the first good ol' boy to mix country with his rock

see

i grew up in a single wide with a poster of kid rock

and when you start out from the bottom

son

you scream when you're on top

from a muddy truck

to a shiny bus

to a twin turbo jet

the odds are always stacked against me

but there ain't nothin' stopped me yet

'cause i make money

i make music

i got swagger and i use it

cowboy hat when i feel it

feather in the back

zebco reelin'

skip from a bentley to a 350

i wake up in the mornin'

see how it hits me

at the end of the day

i'm just a redneck boy in the hills of tennessee

and i was raised not to care what people say about me

uh

yeah

that's right

sing it

see

i got the hottest woman that this world has ever seen

and i married that girl on a farm in the country underneath a magnolia tree

a couple years went by and a demo of mine hopped on the radio

so we bumped it up to a master track and we took it out on the road

and before i knew it

there was platinum records up hangin' on my wall

and i thank god every day i'm a member of the grand ole opry

y'all

'cause i make money

i make music

i got swagger and i use it

cowboy hat when i feel it

feather in the back

zebco reelin'

skip from a bentley to a 350

i wake up in the mornin'

see how it hits me

at the end of the day

i'm just a redneck boy in the hills of tennessee

and i was raised not to care what people say about me

alright

uh

offset

i got the baddest bitch in the game

diamonds on her neck and wrist

make it rain

i eat percocet

ease the pain

hate or you love it

i'ma pull up in a range

trapstar

rockstar

you can hear it in the guitar

oh god

this a lambo

not a mopar

fishtail

doing donuts like a go-kart

there go 12

hit the gas on a cop car

on my soul

i can tell when she looking for the gold

on my soul

i get the bag

then i'm out the back door

let the weed smoke blow

while i'm on the balcony in the robe

black diamonds

it's a crow

get the bread

gotta get it by the loaf

skip from a bentley to a 350

i wake up in the mornin' and see how it hits me

at the end of the day i'm just a redneck boy in the hills of tennessee

and i was raised not to care what people say about me

alright

we raised up on that hank jr 83

son

put your hands in the air

put your hands in the air

now somebody scream!