Lyrics

[Chorus: Kuntry Twang] Hoo-Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile [Verse 1: Kuntry Twang] Simple livin' in the boondocks Love the way the base knocks Mission is to find all the country girl's G-spots Rappin' 'bout them jacked up trucks and tailgates Diggin' ditches all day in the hot summer rain Farmer's tan sun-kissed and its just how live [?] watch it happen 'cause you get what you give After a hard day's work I need my six little friends: Barley, Hops, and some shots easin' all the hard knocks Tangled up in the bass line never had a hard time Findin' me a good time at every single state line Last call closin' time wanna take a ride with me Fishin' in the dark underneath a row of maple trees [Chorus: Kuntry Twang] Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile [Verse 2: Lil Round] Cornbread corn fed beastin' like a [?] bull Never had a problem empty plates and they stacked full Makin' marks like a neon sharpie [?] With Cadie loaded up full of horses with some heart Round my neck of the woods I keep it clean Posted up in the cut sippin' shine 'til I'm lean Lil' mama's daisy dukes yeah they bouncin' to the beat Trend setter nothin' better camouflage and my sneaks Yeah, little Round on the beat Choppin' [?] roastin' on at high heat 808s Bangin' leavin' pot holes in the streets They say I made my bed fitted sheets where I sleep [Chorus: Kuntry Twang] Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile [Verse 3: Bottleneck] C-c-c ornbread and fish grits, mud boggin' misfit Raised on that country thing, cornmeal I whip it Homegrown down a back road Fat, back, and neck bones; cane poles and clay holes That's where we call home Sippin' water, crackin' wood Where the corn whiskey's good And I can smell the sweet southern bread through my neighborhood Mud on her face while I'm singin' like [?] wheel Raised on that cornbread high like a pig squeal Old moonshine still burnin' in my back yard Come on bring your mud truck and fill your mason jar Muscadine wine, hind-quarters, we got good crop Raised on that cornbread out in the boondocks [Chorus: Kuntry Twang] Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile Raised on that cornbread While they call me corn fed Southern as a homestead They say I make my own bed I'll lay in it and rest for a while I'm slangin' mud in her face down that long country mile