Son Of The Dirty South Brantley Gilbert (Ft. Jelly Roll)

[Intro: Brantley Gilbert]
Tatted-up
I’m gassed up
I’m throwed off and I’m buck wild
Loud and rowdy
I’m a son of the dirty south

[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
This that southern playalistic Willie smokin’, whiskey sippin’
Southern like my momma’s kitchen
Gravy biscuits, fried chicken, backroads, I’m still tippin’
Wood wheel, I’m still grippin’
Stand strong, no ass kissin’
Ol’ school ass whippin’
Come from the bottom nothin’ is a problem
Say get ‘em, I got ‘em, I promise
My roots are blue-collar
Them boys from the holler
Do anything that they can just for a dollar
Pit bulls in the yard
Broken down cars
I’m like fuck it, I’m high
I pull up trailer park pimpin’
With a double-wide dime

[Chorus: Brantley Gilbert]
‘Cause I’m a son of the dirty south
Got to trippin’
Mama washin’
Out my dirty mouth
And pickin’ switches
I’m a hell raisin’ rebel
That you better never trеad on
Gun-totin’ drinkin’ smokin’
Hoss that you can bet on
Tatted-up I’m gassed up I’m throwеd off and I’m buck wild
Loud and rowdy
I’m a son of the dirty south