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[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 little 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 you doin the damn thing And you doin it well Well I have my share of men Black, whites to Indians But I never had a dude like you Im tryna tell you now That im feelin your style Can I chill one night with you [Chorus] You aint seen nothin 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 you drive me crazy Boy, go 'head with ya bad ass What you need from me just ask See, cuz a guy like you And a girl like me Not usually into rushin But you drive me crazy He's crunk like Jon With a body like Usher Up in the club Never scared like Bone Crush I'll take you home We can tag team wrestle And if you like it slow, Give you that red light special [Chorus] x2 [Verse 3] From VA to GA Miami to the Lou All these country boys Y'all im feelin you The Carolinas to my boys in Alabama Even down in Mississippi y'all I don't think y'all hear it Go 'head with ya bad ass What you need from me just ask Take my number And baby please call Any time I don't mind at all [Chorus] x2 |