[Talking] Let's make 'em whistle y'all.... Yea, this one right here Is to all my country boys, yea Awwww See I love everybody Mid-west, east coast, west coast But its something special About these country boys Down here in the dirty south, ya know!?!?!
[Verse 1] I met a lil cuttie He was round my way Accent was a little funny Are you from VA He said no I'm not Im from ATL Well u doin the damn thing And u doin it well Well I had my share of men Black whites and indians But I never had a dude like you Im trynna tell you now That im feelin ur style Can I chill one night with you
[Chorus] You aint seen nothing If you aint had lovin From one of them country boys You aint got a clue If you don't know what to do When you see one of them country boys
[Verse 2] He's got Henni in his cup 24's on his truck Butterflies in my gut Cuz he said "wussup!" He's got fronts in his mouth Cuz he's from down south Come and holla at me Cuz u drive me crazy Boy, go 'head with yo bad *** What you need from me just ask See, cuz a guy like you And a girl like me Not usually into rushin, But u drive me crazy He's crunk like Jon With a body like Usher Up in the club Never scared like Bone Crusher I'll take you home We can tag team wrestle And if you like it slow, Give you that red light special
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[Verse 3] From VA to GA Miami to the Lou All these country boys Yall im feelin you The Carolinas to my boys in Alabama Even down in Mississippi yall I don't think yall hear me Go 'head with yo bad *** What you need from me just ask Take my number And baby please call Any time I don't mind at all
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Compositores: Adolphus Louis Maples Iii (Danja Mowf), Tyra Bolling (Tyra) ECAD: Obra #6528596