Country As It Gets Upchurch
"Country As It Gets" by Upchurch, released in 2016, is a #Country song celebrating rural life and authenticity. The lyrics emphasize pride in Southern heritage, simple living, and the joys of country culture. Unique elements include a blend of traditional and modern sounds. The song resonates with fans of Southern identity and lifestyle.
[Intro]
Band
Church
Church
Band
No sick days boy
Yeah
Boy
Church
Mud taped up in the trash, trash bags rollin' in the back
Switchin' gears on county roads while I'm gettin' killer head
If you're still sleepin' on me get your ass up out of bed
Hah
[Verse 1]
Okay, I'm not the one they wanted I'm on Billboard to see
Every time I drop a album it's top twenty for me
And every time I drop a video you might see some of my fans
'Cause I invite them to the party to shoot guns and do keg stands
And when they're rockin' at my shows I pull my skins on the stage
And I got hundreds of honkeys, yellin' with flags in they hands
Yeah, I'm that white boy that ain't scared to be proud that I'm pale
Hip-hop don't even want me but they ain't got a choice now
I'm that dude, rusty truck, weed shake up in my captain seat
A thousand dollar Magnum and it's loaded, you ain't cappin' me
Got deer blood drippin' on my jeans, snakeskin boots the fuck you mean
A dirty motherfucker but I'm hoppin' out my brand new jeans
Band
Church
Church
Band
No sick days boy
Yeah
Boy
Church
Mud taped up in the trash, trash bags rollin' in the back
Switchin' gears on county roads while I'm gettin' killer head
If you're still sleepin' on me get your ass up out of bed
Hah
[Verse 1]
Okay, I'm not the one they wanted I'm on Billboard to see
Every time I drop a album it's top twenty for me
And every time I drop a video you might see some of my fans
'Cause I invite them to the party to shoot guns and do keg stands
And when they're rockin' at my shows I pull my skins on the stage
And I got hundreds of honkeys, yellin' with flags in they hands
Yeah, I'm that white boy that ain't scared to be proud that I'm pale
Hip-hop don't even want me but they ain't got a choice now
I'm that dude, rusty truck, weed shake up in my captain seat
A thousand dollar Magnum and it's loaded, you ain't cappin' me
Got deer blood drippin' on my jeans, snakeskin boots the fuck you mean
A dirty motherfucker but I'm hoppin' out my brand new jeans
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