Dukes of Hazzard

Super Sport Church Church, church, church, church Hey, I dress like I don't give a fuck, I punch dents all in my truck The CMA's don't like me none, 'cause they know I fuck shit up I'm gon' show up white tee, blue jeans smellin' like some stanky weed So damn high, I wore a shirt that says the letters MTV Bitch, I'm ballin', bitch, I'm winnin', and I do it independent Area code 615, I live inside a batman building Puttin'-puttin' up Bruce Wayne, haircut like DiCaprio Tennessee Titan on the mic, frankly write that white checks, hoe Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin') John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby) Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin') John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby) Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket Yeah, neons on neons, 90 model fulla freon I-Ice cold with a short bed, 28s travel like a steam on Crock pot on the inside, bowtie gettin' baked out Run 'em Texas, Ritchie, Bobby, Jr. shindig over Kid Rock's house Elton John on the rocket hour, talkin' 'bout my stompin' grounds Stoner stoned to the fuckin' bone, smokin' witch fingers with the music loud I'm George Strait if he chose rap, still livin' in a house on a prairie I'm the shit, no constipation, can't milk me for my damn dairy Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin') John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby) Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin') John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby) Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet All I do in Music City, I reckon is make a racket Ayy oh