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upchurch - black smoke كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
so why they hatin’ on me?
because i’m as country as they come, boy
’cause all my buddies muddy like a dixieland convoy
’cause i’m k!llin’ sh-t in short time
’cause my opponents are fly but i’m chillin’ down in the duck blind
waitin’ to see if a motherf-cker gon’ pluck mine
i got a bite like pit bulls at lunch time
and my shine is so bright you’ll go blind
like a mason jar fire wasn’t even made right, yeah
and i ain’t whistlin’ dixie, or here to be friendly
i’m here to end any enemies, represent tennessee
sip on some hennessy, have a dixie chick kissin’ me
jammin’ to 103 wakin’ up feelin’ kinda like i’m the country king

[chorus]
the game needs me, i won’t even budge
you’re stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
i’m sl!ck like a copperhead on a creek bank
and reckless like i’m in the city drivin’ a big tank
so usa, cmt can’t stand me
’cause i’m wild and loud like a yamaha banshee
i’ma keep sh-t kickin’ ’til my sh-t kicker broke
still chokin’ up people like i’m blowin’ black smoke

the game, the game needs me, i won’t even budge
you’re stuck with me like a two-wheel drive in two feet of mud
i’m sl!ck like a copperhead on a creek bank
and reckless like i’m in the city drivin’ a big tank
so usa, cmt can’t stand me
’cause i’m wild and loud like a yamaha banshee
i’ma keep sh-t kickin’ ’til my sh-t kicker broke
still chokin’ up people like i’m blowin’ black smoke

[verse 2]
i got a chip on my shoulder, black ink in my skin
ripped jeans on my legs and my justin’s a size 10
lead foot haulin’ -ss like talladega and sh-t
checkered flag’s in my face ’cause i’m winnin’ it b-tch
you can hate all you want but i’m sittin’ on a high throne
pocket full of hundreds still smellin’ like a auto zone
truck i’m drivin’, soundin’ like bigfoot
girl ridin’ with me, tanned up, lookin’ hollywood
like i cedar tree, i really wish a honkey would though
you don’t think i will, son, but bubba just call me woodrow
rollin’ presidential, five percent tint on my windshield
smokin’ marijuana out of mountain dew and some tin foil
i’m a beast you think i sold my soul
america would be great if you could call my -ssh0l-
first song ever made charted on them billboard’s
got plenty ammunition and i’m playin’ to k!ll more

- upchurch

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