Brantley Gilbert & Jelly Roll - Son Of The Dirty South Text

Songtext zu Son Of The Dirty South

Tatted up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

This that southern playlistic
Wille smokin' whiskey sippin'
Southern like my mommas kitchen
Gravy biscuit, fried chicken
Backroads I'm still trippin'
Wood will I'm still grippin'
Stand strong no ass kissin'
Ol' school ass wippin'

Come from the bottom no thin is

A problem say get 'em I got 'em
I promise my roots are blue collar
Them boys from the holler
Do anything that they can just for a dollar
Pitbulls in the yard, broken down cars
I'm like fuck it I'm high
Pull up trailer park pimpin
With a double wide dime

Cause I'm a son of the dirtysouth
Got to trippin'
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on

Tatted up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

Im From A Place Where, They Mix Rock Country And Hip Hop
Somewhere Between Hank Three 6 And Kid Rock
Johnny Cash Alk Black It's That Old School
Flavor Sippin Some Thin Rippin More Lines Than Notebook Paper
Outlaw Spirit My Middle Finger Stuck Up Again
Bad Boy We All Know Good Women Love Troubled Men
Got That Music Cranked Loud We Won't Turn Shit Down
Peaceful People But Believe It
We Con Burn Shit Down

Cause I'm a son of the dirtysouth
Got to trippin'
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on

Tatted up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

You know some folks won't change
We stand for the flag and kneel to pray
It's the land of the free because of the brave
From the cradle to the grave
We're made in the USA

I'm a son of the dirtysouth
Got to trippin'
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on

Tatted up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

Brantley Gilbert feat. Jelly Roll - Son Of The Dirty South Songtext

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