4 More Years (feat. Forgiato Blow)
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4 More Years (feat. Forgiato Blow)
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I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
Just a southern boy
Doing what a country boy raised to do (doing what I gotta do)
On the backroads feel the sunshine
Drop the tailgate where the women fine (baby baby)
I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
I’m a country boy, country swang
Hundred twang, whole city know my name
Country fried chicken gassed up with my bass pole
They play this at the rodeo this is the anthem
Forgiato Blow I'ma redneck superstar
Cashed out bought my mom a brand new supercharge
Let my brother out so I put 'em in a ghost (hey)
Answer to my prayers so I had to make a toast (this for you) ooh
I got racks for paper ooh, I got stacks for haters
Hootie and the blowfish yeah they my neighbors
Dually jacked up still stealing my cable (blow dirt)
I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
Just a southern boy
Doing what a country boy raised to do (doing what I gotta do)
On the backroads feel the sunshine
Drop the tailgate where the women fine (baby baby)
I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
I gotta message from Forgiato Blow
He said: Colt you down to ride
I said: Let’s go get that dough
'Cause ain’t nobody better with that southern drawl flow
I rep that red, white, and blue but y'all already know (woo)
I get it poppin' like a pipe blowing diesel smoke
Me and all my folk ridin' high down the backroads
I didn’t get nothin' for free, I had to earn that shit
That flag flyin' means that I’m free, you ain’t gonna burn that shit
God bless America, God bless us all
When you need to get it done, you know who you gotta call
Forgiato Blow and Colt Ford it’s a hot one
Name one more banging, hmm, there’s not one
I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
Just a southern boy
Doing what a country boy raised to do (doing what I gotta do)
On the backroads feel the sunshine
Drop the tailgate where the women fine (baby baby)
I was raised in the country
I bleed red white and blue (red white and blue) yeah
Come together, we can stop the hate (stop the hate)
‘Merica don’t care about your race (your race)
The home of the brave
Red, white, and blue, yeah I love this place (place)
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