Upchurch - Welcome to the Country lyrics

[Upchurch - Welcome to the Country lyrics]

Let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
Let the BandPlay upchurch (Upchurch)

Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
Welcome to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country let the Chevy 8 drop
Bring the 'shine on that
Cheatham cops don't care, hah, welcome to
The country, country, country, country
Country feet deep in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country

My boots kickin' bitch yeah you
Know I'm the cowboy
Addicted to thick chicks, tall boys
And loud toys i keep that joint smokin' like
A stack on the Cummins
Truck bed full of country
Style playboy bunnies
And I stay turnt up like that biker bar
Stay crazy like that Monster Jam
My ass ain't signed by nobody but
Tyler Farr knows who I am
I'm mister redneck crazy
Mister your chick with my baby
Mister if you do not like me
Stare at both my middle fingers
While I'm jammin' in the studio
Creatin' all these bangers
For these truckers, moshers
Ravers and people rockin' them trailers
Flat black with 8 hangers
My style shinin' like chrome
Signin' tit's in my shows on
Chicks I don't know

Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
Welcome to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country let the Chevy 8 drop
Bring the 'shine on that
Cheatham cops don't care, hah, welcome to
The country, country, country, country
Country feet deep in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country

Shins click on my boots
Smoke roll out the screen door
Comin' out, loaded, savin' shit like marines
Boy i'm the fuckin' bomb drop me on ISIS
Fuck them ragheads boy I
Got American pride bitch
We roll up them fatties
We crank the lid on the 'shine though
My shit so stout I had to rob me a silo
On my dude boy shit and
If you don't what's bumpin'
Chances are your bitch ass ain't
Straight out the country

Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
Welcome to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country

I used to ride around this county
When nobody knew my name
Used to kick it up in Sonic
With a pocket full of change
Used to ride around the ranch that's
Where my buddies smokin' J's
Four deep in the single cab short wheel base
And I ain't gonna change and
I won't stop reppin'
The land of Dixie chicks
Cowboys and square dancin'
Small town, big voice
Two fingers saying fuck it
If you ain't about America then
You can kick the bucket, bitch

Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
Welcome to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country let the Chevy 8 drop
Bring the 'shine on that
Cheatham cops don't care, hah, welcome to
The country, country, country, country
Country feet deep in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country

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