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 'cause 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