Upchurch - Hank Hill lyrics

[Upchurch - Hank Hill lyrics]

"Upchurch done blessed us with another one"
"It's Upchurch time, y'all, I'll fuck with
Upchurch the long way, um
Until I don't fuck with him no more"
"Yo, like the dude, like this
Dude has the, like
The most craziest sound ever"
"Oh Lord like bro"
"Oh oh oh, Upchurch done did it again"
"Ryan Upchurch" "Upchurch"
"Ryan Upchurch" "Upchurch"
"I know your first impression is
Why is there a
White person with a rebel flag hood on
Talkin' about being a hillbilly?"
"He just, he's just, cut
He's just a country motherfucker" (Church)

I can't wait to pull up at
My first high school reunion
I can't wait to walk up in there
And not acknowledge some of them honkeys
I can't wait 'til the prom queen walk
Up and try to score me
I'ma turn her down and drive
Away in somethin' fuckin' foreign
Duck blind for the paint
Seats hunter safety orange
Wallet fatter than a
They say I do it like a Duke boy
I do it like the Churchman
Preach to the South, baptized in the country
Overall wearin', Smith & Wesson in my pocket
I be chewin' on tobacco and
These rappers when I wanna
Yeah, they heard redneck and they
Thought I was a idiot i got MTSU twerkin' to
This psycho country shit

Ain't nobody in the game like me
I could really care less if the game like me
I'ma still rep the dirt where
The pot plants be southern pride flags on
My Cadillac limousine, son
Yeah, Red Dead with the six gun
(Brr rat ta ta)
Uncle Jessie with the business (yeah)
Upchurch with the last name
Got the flame, Hank Hill
Yeah I'm spittin' propane

Yeah, I got that gas like
Koreans own them Citgos
I keep it country so the country
Has someone to flex for
Who you know gettin' milli's on
Them crispy music viddy's
Ridin' 'round in rat rods
From the motherfuckin' '60s?
Gettin' money like a rich bitch
Spendin' that on Craigslist
High on Mary Jane
Gettin' tattoos with my real skins
Last Mohican
Talkin' 'bout hockin' all my problems
Okay, you're a goon
What's a goon to a mosh pit?
Mo-mo-motherfucker I'll be headbangin' with
All the rowdy's
We stay loud like Chevelle's
Y'all look weirder than a Audi
Slay shit, then I'm outty
My competition is pouty
This hillbilly gonna getcha like
Jason huntin' his momma, partner

Ain't nobody in the game like me
I could care less if the game likes me
I'ma rep the dirt where the pot plants be
With a rebel flag drippin'
Off my Cadillac limousine
Ain't nobody in the game like me
I ccould really care less if the game like me
I'ma still rep that dirt where
The pot plants be southern pride flags on
My Cadillac limousine, son
Yeah, Red Dead with the six gun
(Brr rat ta ta)
Uncle Jessie with the business (yeah)
Upchurch with the last name
Got the flame, Hank Hill
Yeah I'm spittin' propane

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