Country Rappers

Ain\'t the type of dude to wear Dolce & Gabbana

But, bet a hundred dollars I can steal your baby mama

Share her with my girl, while we roll some marijuana

Then, take her to the party, sipping on Creek Water

I got a shotgun, but his name ain\'t Shane

When he hears that, I bet he goes insane

My girl heard his record, and she laughed all day

Then, hit the backroads, and turned up the Champagne

Gotta go meet this sweet girl of mine

Ran up to the church, caught her just in time

Telling you she bad, nah, I really wouldn\'t test her

And, she got an ass like Savannah, that\'s Dexter

Down in Mississippi, I don\'t argue no hater

I just tell \'em bravo, then I feed \'em to the G

gator

My baby riding shotty, yeah, we blowing black smoke

Riding on tires bigger than Big Smo

Blaring that \"Creature\" by Jelly Roll

In my straw hat like I\'m Demun Jones

In Neshoba County, all them girls get rowdy

With the fire lit up like a haystack, yo

Pockets real big like my name is Leroy

Rolling big blunts in the woods with my boys

When these girls see me, they can\'t help but smile

\'Cause, I\'m just like Hosier, got that country boy style

Ain\'t the type of dude to wear Dolce & Gabbana

But, bet a hundred dollars I can steal your baby mama

Share her with my girl, while we roll some marijuana

Then, take her to the party, sipping on Creek Water

I got a shotgun, but his name ain\'t Shane

When he hears that, I bet he goes insane

My girl heard his record, and she laughed all day

Then, hit the backroads, and turned up the Champagne