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Hillbilly RockstarRockin' this stage, I'm a hillbilly rockstarMomma always said that I wouldn't go too far, yeah These are my roots, now she don't miss me Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah I'm a hillbilly rockstar Hillbilly rockstar, party with a stocked bar Killin' competition run your mouth and get you dropped hard Runnin' with the Bull and I will tell you, you won't get far You think there's soap in my mouth the way the Bull spits bars I been round the world, a gypsy on the run I done drank so much whiskey I got barley on my tongue I'ma fail a breathalyzer if it's later than five No more drinkin' Budweiser they don't pay me a dime I done rocked every party with my flip flops on Mohawk on the top but the sides stay gone And I got enough ink to paint a new Mona Leese Put the bull in the picture call it Mona the beast Take that picture that you painted, go and get you a frame Bring it back to me baby, let me sign my name Van Gogh with my lyrics and my paint goes far You ain't never be another, I'm a hillbilly rockstar Rockin' this stage, I'm a hillbilly rockstar Momma always said that I wouldn't go too far, yeah These are my roots, now she don't miss me Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah I'm a hillbilly rockstar Ashtray breath, woke up around noon Hillbilly rockstar, my own cartoon But I ain't leapin' skyscrapers with a single bound And I'm slower than a bullet but the talk of the town No I'm not an action figure, I'm just bigger than they thought And I'm not a role model and I can't be bought I done paved my own lane from the sticks to a stage And I played my own game 'til I twitched in a rage I degraded my own brain and fixed it with tape And I made my own fame now I fit in this cape Super Bull, no you won't get far Now this hicks out here claimin', "He's a hillbilly rockstar" Tell me different, you can look at my stats My knees are gettin' weak from haulin' y'all on my back I'm the trailer park mayor, a scum bags finest Hands in the air, you're redneck highness Old Caddy driver with my top dropped down I got some horns on the hood, Boss Hogg's in town Load the stage with some stacks and just flip me a mic Watch the party stay packed until the end of the night I got nothin' to prove, I got nothin' to lose I got Jiffy Feet baby, I don't rock no shoes In my lawn chair drunk, smokin' cheap cigars I said "Yeah, I'm a hillbilly rockstar" Rockin' this stage, I'm a hillbilly rockstar Momma always said that I wouldn't go too far, yeah These are my roots, now she don't miss me Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah I'm a hillbilly rockstar |