Redneck Rich

Come on

Boy, quit bothering him, dude

Come on

I ain't got a pool to keep me cool

In the summertime when it's hot

I got a pond in the back full of bass and cats and night crawlers

I ain't got a shot

I'll take this truck slapped covered in mud

It's a second-hand, hand-me-down from my daddy

Ain't gotta have a Benz or the latest trends to fit in or make me happy

I got a couple hundred acres

Ain't got no neighbors anywhere near here

To give a damn

If I blow shit up when I shoot my gun

And crank Free Bird at 3 a.m

You might think I ain't got a thing

But the truth of the matter is

I'm redneck rich

I ain't got an alarm, but the dog's gonna bark

If you come up a little too close

We ain't filtered, and our water ain't either

No, I don't mind drinking from a hose

And since we're talking about drinking

You've got me thinking

I ain't ever spent a dime on the store-bought kind

Out the ground it goes

Through a pipe it flows

Got a buddy named Bubba

Running my shop

I got a couple hundred acres

Ain't got no neighbors anywhere near here

To give a damn

If I blow shit up when I shoot my gun

And crank Free Bird at 3 a.m

You might think I ain't got a thing

But the truth of the matter is

I'm redneck rich

I got a couple hundred acres

Ain't got no neighbors anywhere near here

To give a damn if I blow shit up when I shoot my gun

And crank Free Bird at 3 a.m

You might think I ain't got a thing

But the truth of the matter is

Yeah, you might think I ain't got a damn thing

But the truth of the matter is

I'm redneck rich

Yeah, I'm redneck rich

I'm redneck rich