Grits

Grits - Tennessee Bwoys lyrics

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tennessee boys, GIRLS

dirty south boys, GIRLS

tennessee boys, GIRLS

dirty south boys



t e (tennessee) 

double n e (tennessee)

double s 

now double e 

now spell that out, it's tennessee

no matter where i be

everybody say it loud for me

travel from state to state 

it's gonna be my home place

(repeat)



bonafides my name

to change the games my aim

gone break the chain and steak my claim

while putting nashville all on the brain

with a twist of the mid south twang

and a little bita bounce to bang

gone feed the soul and crowd the floors

and take control and break the mold

kick the doors and spit the flows

we in the pros what you aint know

cause round here they caddy roll

with gold grills and twenty wheels(t e double n e s e boys) 

on jefferson at mary ribs

bounce to this from state to fisk

we keep it hot for every spot

been round the world done seen a lot

tp all the boys out on the block

got love for yall for real dog

you the reason im here at all

and took the call to break the fall

and show the way from where i stay

in tennessee boy the dirty south boy



t e (tennessee) 

double n e (tennessee)

double s 

now double e 

now spell that out, it's tennessee

no matter where i be

everybody say it loud for me

travel from state to state 

it's gonna be my home place

(repeat)



65 south ridin dirty window down open mouth

spirit stirred off the sermon i just heard that's my word

dipped and doused

awakened quickly mold me shape me but first strip,

hold me take me to extremes in my reside 

though it seems i'm so beside

myself in this state i'm place in open the box my fate

encased in break the seal and let me out

in tennessee thats what i'm talkin bout

now i'm here not much can stop me you

a supporter if you got this copy now show dem

pearlies boys and girlies buff and burlies straight

and curlies no surprises, where we at got all shapes 

and sizes put on the brakes remove all disguises 

erupt like geysers, sound off one time(wooh)

whether sadistic legalistic outcast, or misfit

fortune teller mystic, ones who love god

revere him fear him these and more found in my district
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