Southern Hospitality

I was born Southern by the good grace of God Where I learned to say "y'all", and how to sharpen my claws Where back-handed compliments are bleach blonde rooted And saying "Bless your heart" means "Damn, you're stupid" Hair every Monday, nails every Tuesday Twerking in the flatbed of a pickup every Wednesday Blurred sloppy Thursday, Friday into Saturday And nothing cures a hangover like church on a Sunday Gone with the wind Scarlett Devereaux harlot Sassing from Birmingham to Charleston Big facts, where my Southern people at? If you got a MAGA hat, well, bless your heart! Southern hospitality Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally Southern hospitality You know you want it when I feel the fantasy (Feel the fantasy) (Feel the fantasy) (Feel the fantasy) (Feel the fantasy) (Feel the fantasy) (Feel the fantasy) Manners are my beauty, second to my booty Put the pecans in my pie, got you saying "man alive" 'Cause I'm proper, so proper, a deadly sweet talker Miss Peach in the study with a big ole revolver Put your body on the wheel throwing daggers with my tongue And if you can't take the heat, head on back where you came from We stay tough, stay poised, stay humble What mama don't know ain't no trouble See us running that pageant, Daisy Duke action If you got the drawl, let 'em have it Southern hospitality Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally Southern hospitality You know you want it, this is where you wanna be (Where you wanna be, where you wanna be, where you wanna be) H to the E to the A to the T I bring the heat straight from the country Sweet home Alabama mixed with sweet tea I can make your South rise, that's a guarantee Southern hospitality Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally Southern hospitality You know you want it It's my nationality (nationality, nationality, nationality) (Southern Hospitality) (Southern Hospitality)