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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dusty Leigh
Dusty Leigh
Performer
Bubba Sparxxx
Bubba Sparxxx
Performer
Jawga Boyz
Jawga Boyz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dusty Leigh
Dusty Leigh
Songwriter
Warren Mathis
Warren Mathis
Songwriter

Lyrics

This life thang-it ain’t easy nah it’s difficult
You did a lot-if you still breathing means you ain’t did enough
Keep falling down keep getting up, motherfucker kill you over 50 bucks-Wow
Sometimes it’s principle, whether not it’s sensible sometimes it’s incomprehensible
And even when the money is plentiful, happiness, and the sane thinkin is still minimal- shit
But I’m my own general in general, standing on the talk that I’m talkin big minerals
Nowhere near invincible- Dear Lord Please-protect me from frenemies and fentanyls- Uh
Redneck work ethic, lotto winner check -y’all don’t let me forget to flex- I
Love it when she gag on it -all up in her neck-I’m ballin and my balls are getting wet -
Causes and effects. It’s Bubba bae-don’t play-every day I eat Chick-fil-A-OK you looking for a way in, you in the way, and I really ain’t a fan of MMA-My bad
Fuck liberals and conservatives – it’s gotta be a better alternative
bein real’s still real I don’t give a damn where it is-whether it’s some rural or some urban biz- ON A BETCH
BUBBA HOW YA TAKING OFF? ON A BETCH!
BUBBA HOW YA COMING DOWN? ON A BETCH!
BUBBA HOW YA HOPPIN IN? HOW YA PULLING OFF? HOW YA PULLING UP, JUMPING OUT? ON A BETCH!
UNLEASH SLEEPY’S THEME- ON A BETCH!
SO FRESH MO CLEAN- ON A BETCH!
Country as pair of cut off blue jeans on the biggest booty ever seen- ON A BETCH! I fxx do
We out here on it like you supposed to be on it
When you want it and it feels good don’t it
Made it evident I ain’t gonna listen
Hit my first lick then they kept hittin
Young boy raised in the grit /trench
All my role models in and out of prison
I’m in a 5 . 0 key in the ignition
Only 16 road trippin
Going back and forth to bowling green
I’m hitting home runs like Griffey
Gold on my neck like Fort Knox
I walk in and show stops
Haters get so mad
Ain’t gotta say much and the gone flock
Jealousy is always my opponent
Real men don’t condone it
I don’t hate That’s a Female trait
Real men ain’t on it
My whole life I ain’t ever switch
That’s the first rule in the tremch
Trouble come my way I ain’t gonna flinch
I stay ten toes down on a bitch
Bout to get loud on a bitch
Country and wild on a bitch
never been mild on a bitch
Yo girl round me haha I go to town real quick
dis white thang , be amazing… sank my teeth in and know ya got bit , jam jump in witta click clack , got my old click back bouta run game ona bitch , better get back , I don’t know how da thang went 🤷🏽‍♂️, just did dat , n this what is …
Gotta whole stack blew through , don’t know how ta act guarantee I ain’t blow it Ona bitch , we’ll 🤔shit maybe I did , iz lil drunk and ya know I got lit lit
Know I throw fist when I hit shit comin off da bench , up ta bat ima swing for da fences , and I be defenseless when it comes ta fukn me up , cuz I been inda way lika truck inda mud , 4 low and I still be
Stuck in a rut , push work
Ain’t skeered we can roll inda dirt
. 44stay ready ta bust
cuzzin Eddie an worse
Machiavellian bringing da hurt
Gotta purdy un makin her squirt
Gitter dunn lika cake inda oven
Gutter south shit , skinnin a buck
Chopper studder like chicka duh uh
da boogie jam man choppin u up
And u can figure dis much
Jumpin in if u fuk wit my brudders
Got da rachet an I bustin a nut , on a bitch
Yeah I remember when they used to laugh and my country ass when I tried to rap
Said that I should give it up, that it ain’t my cup of tea, but giving up ain’t me.
Naw so I stayed in the game, and I got my 15 minutes of fame
With 100 million views on a bitch, paid my motherfucking dues on a bitch
And now I feel so fly like a chopper, I try to solve problems kinda like a doppler
Radar if you didn’t know, I just figured I’d break it down if ya too slow
Still the same ole redneck but the bread ain’t dirty gotta clean paycheck
And I’d be willing to bet that some of y’all folks said D. Thrash ain’t shit
Always some haters out there, calling me a tractor rapper, and I don’t care
Country plus rap is crap, wow do you feel better now
Well, whatever floats your boat they call me an OG like a totem pole
And I be rolling coal, in a black Duramax and disappear fast like the stolen votes.
Written by: Dusty Leigh, Warren Mathis
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