Lyrics: He’s got tattoos he’s bad news Yeah that’s all anybody’s ever said about me And yeah I like to cut loose and smoke too You might think I chose this way of livin’ Nah but it chose me You can hear me comin’ with a 6-2 hummin’ Guns-N-Roses bumpin’ through a 12 in the floor I don’t need me nothin’ but a spot out in the country I smile when they say that I ain’t me anymore Ain’t a thing change ‘round here but the money you try to mix it up but let me tell you something Same liquor in my Dixie same rowdy bunch with me I’ll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me So take the boy out the truck take the boy out the mud Put him up in a PJ he’ll still try to get them 40s stuck So line ‘em up turn it up and keep it runnin’ say whatever you want but I’m anything but new to country Without a doubt I’ve been around Yeah, everybody knows my name when i show up now I’ve been from New York to L.A. and every place in between But they don’t do it like we do it in my hometown Ain’t a thing change ‘round here but the money you try to mix it up but let me tell you something Same liquor in my Dixie Same rowdy bunch with me I’ll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me So take the boy out the truck take the boy out the mud put him up in a PJ he’ll still try to get them 40s stuck So line ‘em up turn it up and keep it running Say whatever you want but I’m anything but new to country Ain’t a thing change ‘round here but the money you try to mix it up but let me tell you something Same liquor in my Dixie Same rowdy bunch with me I’ll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me So take the boy out the truck take the boy out the mud Put him up in a PJ he’ll still try to get them 40s stuck So line ‘em up turn it up and keep it runnin’ Say whatever you want but I’m anything but new to country Yeah I’m anything but new to country Yeah I’m anything but new to country
I used a website called MP3 for the sound My brain for the lyrics
