Shes gotta cell phone 

With a ringtone

Plays kid rock and sweet home

Alabama born, corn fed

Gotta lighted lamb by a waterbed

Drives a subaru with a gunrack

Got it pimped out with a glass pack

Wears flip flops, haulter tops, likes to drink beer a lot

She don't take no crap



Chorus:

No, she ain't puttin on no show

This is her and there you go

Shes genuine

She not might look the way you do

That's cause she ain't tryin' to

And that's just fine

She's sweet tea, corn bread

Country to the bone

That girl is homegrown



He's gotta tatoo that says F-you

He's a gator fan and Bush man

He'll detend porn from his back porch

With a cross-bow by the tiki torch

Gotta bass boat with a gator coat

Bought a double wide on a back note

He likes kodeak, Big Macs

Likes to drink a little Jack

Every Friday night well



Chorus:

Well, he ain't puttin on no show

This is him and there you go

Hes genuine

He not might look the way you do

That's cause he ain't tryin' to

And that's just fine

He's sweet tea, corn bread

Country to the bone

That boy is homegrown



Me I'm just a product of the state I'm in

Just like them

Don't need nobody tryin to change my life for me

(break it down)



Chorus:

And I ain't puttin on no show

This is me and there you go

I'm genuine

And I might look the way you do

That's cause I ain't tryin' to

And that's just fine

I'm sweet tea, corn bread

Did you hear what I said?

Red eye gravy

Country to the bone

Homegrown, yeah

Homegrown