letra de city boy stuck (feat. earl dibbles jr.) - granger smith
i burn that dirt, hug that road
plug my lip with a fist full of skoal
12 gauge c-ck, shift down low
bounce mud tires like a b-ss on a pole
up ahead, something ain’t right
it ain’t a deer in my kc lights
oh sweet jesus, a city boy prius
flingin’ up mud, so i start a singin’
hey (hey) city boy stuck
he’s worthless as a one point buck
never heard of a four-wheel-drive
now he’s spinnin’ spinnin’
spinnin’ spinnin’ spinnin’
them tires. hey (hey) city boy
stuck penny-loafers didn’t bring
no luck, should i throw him a rope?
nope h-ll no! not me!
i’m rollin’ on rollin’ on by yee-yee!!!
back and forth, the mud got thicker
kick good dirt on his democrat sticker
run his mouth, getting all p-ssed
when you shoulda’ bought a car
that you don’t bug in. i got a shotgun
ridin’ shotgun no room to give him a lift
i pull over, crack a cold one on his
shoulder and put in another dip, and yell
hey (hey) city boy stuck, he’s worthless
as a one point buck, never heard
of a four-wheel drive, now he’s spinnin’
spinnin’ spinnin’
spinnin’ spinnin’ them tires
hey (hey) city boy stuck penny-loafers
didn’t bring no luck, should i throw him
a rope? nope h-ll no! not me!
i’m rollin’ on rollin’ on by yee-yee!!!
hey city boy, i’m earl dibbles jr
i’m a country boy
you’re a long way from town
to be runnin’ your mouth. you see them
tires spinnin’ like that, us country boys
use nothin’ but mud tires 4×4
you got your hair slicked back in
your skinny jeans, collar popped
up and your car’s itty bitty
better turn around and go
back to the city yee-yee!!!
you can pop that clutch you can
pop that collar, i’m a pop this top
while i holler. you can pop that
clutch you can pop that collar
i’ma pop this top, while i holler
hey (hey) city boy stuck, he’s
worthless as a one point buck
never heard of a four-wheel-drive
now he’s spinnin’ spinnin’ spinnin’
spinnin’ spinnin’ them tires
hey (hey) city boy stuck
penny-loafers didn’t bring no
luck, should i throw him a rope?
nope h-ll no! not me! i’m rollin’
on rollin’ on by yee-yee!!!
he don’t put a good dip in
don’t crack a cold one, don’t fix
dhe tree, don’t rope stuff
don’t shoot the gun
barbed wire tattoo
don’t even go all the way around
yee-yee!!!
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