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Outlaw - Backwoods Badass (feat. Redneck Souljers) lyrics

Artist: Outlaw

album: Backwoods Badass


From a dusty trail he came
All the way from the Aleutian islands on an Alaskan Fishin' boat
To the rollin' hills of Kentucky
Through the backwoods of Missouri
To the snow cap Rockies of Colorado
'Cross the hot swamps of Florida
To the Lakes of Tennessee
With a dog named Bandit by his side, he rides
He is the backwoods badass
Out
Law (YELLLOOOOWW!)
Keep it frikin' hill billy
This is what I say
In every single way, I live it every single day
Judgin' from my looks
You'd say that I'm a hick
You think that I'd get mad
But nah, that's just my stick
Boots on camouflage, Copenhagen Dip
Moonshine Jar, I think I might get me a sip
Redneck hill billy country mother-trucker
Yuppies think it's funny that my cousin is my brother
Born in a trailer in the middle of the woods
Shootin' deer and drinkin' beer it's all misunderstood
Dip in my lip, mudjug in my hand
Redneck Nation on my back we dominate and fade to black
Gettin' drunk up in the back of a bourbon truck
I'm skinnin' bucks, shootin' ducks, runnin' 'em up, not givin' a fuck
If y'all don't like that stuff
Y'all can dick my suck
"Backwoods Badass", that is what they call me
"O-U-T, L-A dub", that is what they call me
"King of the woods", "Hick from the sticks" that is what they call me
"Outlaw", "Outlaw", that is what they call me
"O-U-T", that is what they call me
"L-A dub", that is what they call me
"O-U-T", that is what they call me
"OUTLAW", that is what they call me
Back in the woods, gettin' me a dip
I see a big tree, I might just take me a shit
We got 12 gauges on both of our shoulders
(Redneck, Redneck), Redneck Soldiers
Tiller Tiller Gang up in this thing as usual
That's my catchphrase, I think that sum bitch is beautiful
It's boots and suits, I find it almost suitable
'Cause the men in black are back in the Cadillac, y'all just rootie poo
I'm in the backwoods feelin' like a badass
With a pretty country girl who's got a fat ass
A couple buddies, couple bottles and some crab grass
I mean that home grown will sit you on your ass flat
About a mile down the road from where my momma had me
Another mile from that was where my nanny raised my daddy
If you've never been down here, we'll show you gladly
But if I take off on that 4 by 4 you better grab me
"Backwoods Badass", that is what they call me
"O-U-T, L-A dub", that is what they call me
"King of the woods", "Hick from the sticks" that is what they call me
"Outlaw", "Outlaw", that is what they call me
"O-U-T", that is what they call me
"L-A dub", that is what they call me
"O-U-T", that is what they call me
"OUTLAW", that is what they call me
Hey man, you think they think we're badasses yet?

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