Life...
1:] Front livin swiggin wiskey and mescaline fly swatters catchin trails from that ketmine We on otha level country like a Muthafucka Ask the way I'm living shit they no otha muthafucka Give me mosquitoes and a night Give me a red dirt road and be doin all right Sittin down by the river of Grits mill Double fistin evan steady climbin heavy hill This is it's all about I couldn't ask for nothin betta Me Myself I'm high and fucked up, as a feather I hear them crickets I I'll lay back and listen I got a line off in the water but I thinkin about fishin.
This... is that life This is the for me liquor,cars and bars This is the for me Country... I die... is the life for me liquor, and tittie bars This is the for me
2:] I like them bitches talk that south slang I like them bitches they be walkin shake that dirty south There be them hoes up on that chicken and collard greens ham bitches sweet and red beans where did you get an ass like that pissed off in that baby fat suckin on a dr shirts all in her booty crack they up speakin slow like "how ya'll doin?" sassy, kinda nasty and with somethin ta prove, yeah ya'll know them ones from and alabama dem swamp livin cajun bitches out louisiana the georgia florida even mississippi country girls fat 'ol asses askin them can I see tities
This... is life This is the for me liquor,cars and tittie This is the for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor,cars and tittie is the life for me
3:] Rusty cars off in the booze and tittie bars That's the way we livin drink our liquor up out the jar Rollin wood, we blowin smoke, poppin pills, until we 180 proof to wash it down and that's all she wrote and if it kills me me in red clay and let it all be by the Ol' Country Buffet Pass the whiskey bottle and drink it like your grown and let them bitches dance here fuckin naked on my tombstone
X2] This... is life is the life for me liquor,cars and tittie This is the for me Country... I die... This is the for me liquor,cars and bars is the life for me