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Kidd G - I Dont Wanna Lyrics
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kidd G
Kidd G
Performer
Morgan O'connor
Morgan O'connor
Programming
Will Keating
Will Keating
Programming
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Programming
Jake Saghi
Jake Saghi
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan O'connor
Morgan O'connor
Songwriter
Will Keating
Will Keating
Songwriter
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Songwriter
Jake Saghi
Jake Saghi
Songwriter
Blake Redferrin
Blake Redferrin
Songwriter
Jonathan Gabriel Horne
Jonathan Gabriel Horne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan O'connor
Morgan O'connor
Producer
Will Keating
Will Keating
Producer
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Producer
Jake Saghi
Jake Saghi
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I might load the truck up with some fishing poles Pick my buddies up and hit the fishing hole Ice to cool her down and get a sixer cold And get to knockin' back them natty lights Seems like lately, I've been working like a dog Ain't had a day off in too long, so I'm calling that boss He can have that job Yeah, I've been working hard, you can't say I'm hardly working I ain't lazy, I just wanna party Baby, going crazy, saying I don't wanna do shit today Quit my nine-to-five, I'm hitting the lake They tell me slow it down, I ain't hitting the brakes People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised I don't wanna do shit today Ride around town in my Chevrolet Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised But a good ol' boy's just a good ol' boy You can take him out and he's still country Never gonna quit, doing country shit You ain't red as this, never will touch me Bounce on the walls, deer rack in the hall Whipping all-black Hellcat truck Bird dogs in the back, what's up? Don't get more redneck than that (hell, no) Couldn't be more Georgia than this (say what?) Fishing hook on the bill of my hat (yes sir) I don't wanna do much but fish (okay) Yeah, I've been working hard, you can't say I'm hardly working I ain't lazy, I just wanna party Baby, going crazy, saying I don't wanna do shit today Quit my nine-to-five, I'm hitting the lake They tell me slow it down, I ain't hitting the brakes People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised I don't wanna do shit today Ride around town in my Chevrolet Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised I don't wanna do shit today (hell, no!) Quit my nine-to-five, I'm hitting the lake They tell me slow it down, I ain't hitting the brakes People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised (c'mon) I don't wanna do shit today (alright) Ride around town in my Chevrolet Shooting stop signs with my 12 gauge People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised (People raising hell 'bout the hell I raised)
Writer(s): Jeffrey Blake Redferrin, Morgan O'connor, Mike Robinson, Jake Saghi, John Gabriel Horne, Keating William B Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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