Country Girl

Oh yea

I'll tell ya a story

About a country girl

Oh yea

She was a country girl from Cleveland, Texas

In a big city and she liked my necklace (Bling Bling)

So we started talking, while we took a ride

In thee big pick-up truck and my hat was to the side (Oh yea)

She was a country girl, from the class of '96 ('96)

A big booty with some big ole country (damn)

A country name with some country attitude

Say yes Mam, but at times she's kinda rude

A daddy's girl, so I had to watch my ass

Sixteen, Mr. Hill would whoop my ass

He can't kick it, I'm a city kid

Imagine what would happen if he knew what we did (we did)

Oh yea

I fell in love with a country girl

A city kid in a different world

She liked country living and acoustic guitars

And Kenny Chesney in country bars

And Cadillacs and I couldn't relate

I'm just a concrete kid on a country date

And her dad hated me, I knew it

Didn't like my tattoos, pierced ears and black music

We still chill cow tipping and tripping

With that brushed papa shirt lift back cuz she was tipping (Oh yea)

She was a country girl home cookin' and grubbin' (Hmm)

Ain't used to my style big limos and clubbin' (We be clubbin')

A city kid and I'm doing my thang

I like an ole country girl and this is how I sang

Yee-hoo, What, What

I fell in love with a country girl

A city kid in a different world

Oh yea

A country girl cut off jeans and lollipops

Tequila shots, tube tops and liquor stops

A country girl with them country ways

Livin' big city nights but them country days (Ugh)

A country girl don't understand thuggin' (What)

A country girl tractors and beer chuggin'

A country girl pigtails and care free

No direct dish, just Channel 3 (Oh, wait a minute)

This the only channel you have?

What?

Oh yea!

I fell in love with a country girl

A city kid in a different world

Oh yea

Country Girls