(Hey)
East coast west coast
Its all country
Dirty south midwest
Its all country
Leave the city go out back
Into the country
We're all country
From the first breath of life
We're all country
Until the day that we die
We're all country
So hop in your ride
And get back to the country
back to the country
West coast
Where they gay
Kill a cali outlaw
Wild west king like colt in the south y'all
Cash tattoo with the flat bell flipped
Country on my whiskey like a pistol grip
Im John Wayne with the gauge
I ain't walking the line
I got my trigger finger itchy
off a bottle of shine
Cause we shooting clay pigeons
from the bed of a step side
Bumping Dwight Yoakam out the window
yelling west side
Spinning like a wagon wheel
Momma come and rock me
All the ladies love me
I'm a homed ass honky
He hook em like they book em
Every time that I spit one
Yea we all country
no matter where you fish from
(Hey)
East coast west coast
Its all country
Dirty south midwest
Its all country
Leave the city go out back
Into the country
We're all country
From the first breath of life
We're all country
Until the day that we die
We're all country
So hop in your ride
And get back to the country
back to the country
Im a boy thats baptized in
blue collar blood
Now it pumps through my veins
As I storm through the mud
Through 50 different states
The peoples all the same
Just different faces
The shine still burning flame
Its so contagious
This country rap thing now
All this pop artists riding in my lane now
See me on youtube with millions of viewers
So they that they can do everything that we doing
I've been certified countrified spit since 1999
Homicide with the rhymes
Mad cause I live the life
With all my kin folk
It's our time to shine
American outlaws
Since birth we ride
(Hey)
East coast west coast
Its all country
Dirty south midwest
Its all country
Leave the city go out back
Into the country
We're all country
From the first breath of life
We're all country
Until the day that we die
We're all country
So hop in your ride
And get back to the country
back to the country
I'm from jersey
Worthy has anyone heard
Entitled to be called country from
Raised on a berry farm
Very armed and dangerous so just carry on
No matter where you from
You can carry the country baton
Country's on every continent and every state
Just a country girl with a buck on her tailgate
Windows down blaring Miranda and George Straight
Riding jacked up in a truck that don't play
Theres a backroad in every city
So go get nitty gritty with those hillbillies
You don't need a lasso to live this
Now tell me
Do y'all feel me
(Hey)
East coast west coast
Its all country
Dirty south midwest
Its all country
Leave the city go out back
Into the country
We're all country
From the first breath of life
We're all country
Until the day that we die
We're all country
So hop in your ride
And get back to the country
back to the country
Yeah
Look at them
Now Look at us
Everybody that I know is riding in pick up trucks
Its the south savior with a country flavor
Ride with cali and this cutie from Jersey you heard me
We got that common thread
It's like a family tradition
What you've been missing
We given cause country how I'm living
I'm so hank Willy
With a little bit Earle
A lot of Waylon and possum
That ain't no way to stop em
Im like superman
I got girls that super fans
Riding my super duty
My girl got super booty
I'm just a redneck trying to cash a paycheck
Some blue collar
Holler if you heard that
(Hey)
East coast west coast
Its all country
Dirty south midwest
Its all country
Leave the city go out back
Into the country
We're all country
From the first breath of life
We're all country
Until the day that we die
We're all country
So hop in your ride
And get back to the country
back to the country