Lyrics:
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Every bad choice I ever made
And this whiskey won’t get it done
I need a bullet and a backhoe
Life is hard and change is slow
I’m gonna bury my
Lexhit radio Lexik radio lexhit radio
Got so much money I need a Backhoe get back hoe
In demand I got that mother fuckin' Backflow
Back flow
Throwing
a hook and chain
Lift it up with a big strong crane
Lift lift brmmm brmmm, lift lift brmmm brmmm
Scoop it up with a big backhoe, scoop the dirt and let it
knockis, di trigga man
Me nuh inna di chattin and
Di rappin like jigga man
Hole inna yuh face like when
Backhoe dig a land glock shot tek off
Now dem inna
straight into a beer drinking Friday night
Working a backhoe
Working a dance floor
They're working on me, boy
You know what they're used for
When they're
or I can take you down a back road
I think I can help you if you're trying to work that backhoe
Booty getting bigger, girl, you must be counting macros
It's cold
It's cold.
Took some sucker punches to the chest
This reality isn't pretty
It won't end me yet
But a backhoe's at my chest
And she's diggin
dump truck
Bulldozer, bulldozer
Giant crane, giant crane
Backhoe loader, backhoe loader
I love trucks, I love trucks
I love trucks, I love trucks
I see
Fred’s da man
No no no no
Lets go
No no no no
Its to slow
No no no no
Wheres the banjo
No no no no
Forget the backhoe
Fred aint dead
I say fred aint
the tires
And Lazy's on vacation
Now, Backhoe fills the yard with holes
And Nixon covers 'em up
Welfare ain't done a doggone thing
Since he was just a pup
backhoe-riding king of beers, eighteen-wheeler
Driving, living life in between the lines
Of clocking in and quitting time
But then the six-string circus comes
a backhoe!!!!
I can still see her there screaming out the door
“Come inside before your dinner gets cold!
Make sure you wash those hands.
Scrub under your
backhoe tires
Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre
But it sure feels good abusin'
Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone
Workin'
a backhoe like a pro, man, I'm telling y'all (yeah)
Cook a cornbread just like her meemaw
Boots and daisy dukes got yo ass missing hee haw
See her
Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend's on a backhoe
Goin' skinny-dippin' on an old wood dock
Startin' up a bonfire
a left UFO the clothes close with velcro Norelco I shave with a backhoe Strippers want a [?] man showing booty-hole Platinum records Space Jam where' it go
Take my daddy off of that backhoe
Send him down to Florida to fish on a bass boat
And a truck to match so
He can roll around town pullin' his bass
Missed phone calls from all these people back home
Grew up in Kentucky and my daddy drove a backhoe
Lifestyles, she need expensive clothes
Bad bitch, make
her out to dinner on the top floor
Penthouse suite, Drugs through the back door
So much money need a backhoe
If you coming for the money, Think you bad
sent her back home
Lango hit the phone said the racks on
Had to come thru scoop it up like a backhoe
Move real smooth then I move through the back door
and coffee got into my truck
Headed down the hi-way to try and make a buck
It was sometime after seven when I clocked into work
Climbed up on my backhoe I got
Like hold up stop
Don't talk
I don't wanna hear you
Wanna hear the raindrops
Digging mass graves need a backhoe
Keep getting watched by the scarecrows
Yeah
Bouta pick it up, like a backhoe
My voice will bring you in like a lasso
They like why you gotta do 'em like that bro
I'm a demon I'm give it till
under our thumb
Beating back the emptiness with a memory stick
With the hunted trunk of a back-hoe
With a zoo-piano carved back into tusk
Bootlegging
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