Lyrics:
dew drop
Chorus
Ooooooo Redneck Money
Make you feel like a millionaire
Out here in the Country
We're livin' our lives
Lovin' our home's
Got everything
virgins
I'd have a bank on every finger
A finger in every country
And every country ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd want to be
Locked up inside my
shit ain't that deep for real
But certain shit like cheese
Will leave you six
Feet deep if I'm knee deep in bills
Yo I sleep wit' steel cause I merk cats
Try'na perform Country And Western
Do a dance here
Never since birth not eaten in a day
Never since courtship stayed up some nights
He had a "Kingdom
With my don't-give-a-fucks showing
Low end bumpin in a foreign country
Slummin it with my adorin pumpkin
I ain't dumb kid
No dummy
I'm savin up all my
and it says here
Tthat you got mad before she hit you
Umm ya I didn't touch her
Doesn't matter it says in the police report here you admitted you got mad
country
Anybody can be overcome by sorrow and desperation
And while I am just one man with one voice
I can lift it up in a hopeful message
That wherever
haven't an appetite, just think of Paul Revere.
By the time that they pass a bill to bring back wine and beer,
It'll be night-time in Italy and Wednesday
that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun
Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights
You don't need to worry
Bout no bills you know I run it up
Anything you want I'll buy it
Smartwhip boy I was the plug
Date nights at the shard
We can
paint done got much wetter
Than it was in '92
Bought Mama a Benz for Christmas
Doin' shit you boys tryin' to do
And even though we got fame
We love
They just say the day was as fake as father christmas
Now I'm walking past everyone in the workplace
Trying not to make eye contact with no one
First
up by the Christmas lights
While a blizzard rages out the window
A quiet love is always worth the fight.
Would you meet me in Big Sky
If I caught
a list of the shit
That I wanted this year
Did you read it? I'm hoping you did (You did)
I put my country, my state, my street
My chimney
Just so you'd
name Nel
First letter C, last letter L
Six hundred fly by, what the hell?
V-12 full detail, sittin' on Sprewell's
Who in? Can't tell, too much tint
girlfriends (girlfriends)
Hell with this record deal, it ain't worth this shit forreal
Ain't seen my kids in years, they tryna lock me up like Bill
How much
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
on the radio
So, Long nights in the rearview
Oh that's just how the country do
Deere John can you hear me
what can I say?
It's the backroads that made me
like-
Up on the floor, dance-
I wanna live in that mansion, Playboy bunny what's happenin'
Look, If I call you bae-
Na-na na-na-na
Didn't even no-
Peter's party is enjoyed by all
He settles the sizable bill
But the birthday gifts bought by his friends disappoint
Being too few and run of the mill
Merry Christmas, Asshole
Words and Music by Noel McKay and Becky Warren
You got drunk at my birthday party and passed out in the cake
But not
free
Welcome to america of everything we're guilty
Welcome to this country of the thieves
Damn
Everything is falling when it leaves
Damn
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free
Welcome to america of everything we’re guilty
Welcome to this country of the thieves
Damn
Everything is falling when it leaves
Damn
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