Upchurch, Shotgun Shane - Woke Up (BMF) lyrics

[Upchurch, Shotgun Shane - Woke Up BMF lyrics]

Church, Church, Church, Church yeah

I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before
I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before

I stay from different county lights
Bitch I am the rebel
Hold the pistol to the head
Of this slick ass devil
Should I cut his fuckin' throat or
Outdo him like Charlie Daniels
Fuckin' blow his brains out and tell
Jesus I got it handled
Yeah, I'm heaven sent but love raisin' hell
Love chasin' slick thick southern belle's
This image of mine is no show and tell
With a pop, pop, pop like shotgun shells
Hit 'em with a drop top for real
Luke Duke from the cops
When I'm shiftin' gears
Hoggin' up three lanes like I don't care
With the black smoke choke y'all all to death
When a Ford breaks down I pull up in the lane
With that fine ass girl
Totin' that John Wayne
One round in the six who really wanna play
I'm Vladamir Putin with the way I play
I gotta lot of problems I don't really tell
Really got guns like guards in jail
Really love winnin' if you can't tell
Fly a rebel flag 'cause I ain't scared

I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before
I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before

I'm screamin' buck life 'cause we
Ain't with that thug shit
Mickey Thompson's haulin' ass
Fuck around get drunk bitch
Middle fingers flyin' I don't give a fuck
I ain't turnin' down (Turn up)
Neighbors call the cops to piss me off
They got me poppin' rounds
Everywhere you turn another hater
Tryna be a friend
Gold diggin' sum'bitches self proclaimed
As bein' skins
Camouflage bandana keep it in my back pocket
Yeah, your bronze margaritas
Rebel panties start droppin'
I've been known for raisin' hell
Cops still wanna throw my ass in jail
(Fuck 'em)
Y'all can kiss my cracker ass if you're
The type to kiss and tell
Don't give a fuck about a city bitch
I'm country girls with big titties bitch
Got Tennessee tilt with Upchurch way out
Here in these Tennessee sticks

I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before
I woke up this morning as a bad motherfucker
Remembered everyone who said I
Wasn't gonna be nothin'
I got a Harley I don't ride
Some trucks that never see the road
And one I'm drivin' all the time
Your girlfriend prolly seen before

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