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[Intro] Church Let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay Cheatham County, Cheatham County [Verse 1] Who who who the fuck am I, I'm the king of the hick shit Boss of what I wanna be, accepted in all sticks Yeah I'm redneck ratchet like a strap on a YZ Head all the way up like the little cracker OMB I'm from a rowdy place it looks like Sleepy Hollow late at night So don't go runnin' out of gas, we ain't got trespassin' signs Dogs run loose, yeah they bite, I got like eight or nine A chip up on my shoulder, hold it, load it, smokin' 45's Been through a lot of shit, I 69 your damn opinion Hillbilly shit, yeah my mama knew she raised up hellion Age sixteen, I was sneakin' out, late night rebellion Then she found them steroids in my bag and called the county sheriff Ain't nobody perfect and damn near everybody makes mistakes Don't come judgin' me unless you tryna get your teeth misplaced Raised by them skins, creek water make my heart beat Don't go walkin' in my woods unless you want that Voorhees [Chorus] I'm from deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick Deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick (Cheatham County) So don't come up in my spot, tryna tread on me I keep them flags flyin' boy and that lead on me I'm from deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick Deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick (Cheatham County) So don't come up in my spot, tryna tread on me I keep them flags flyin' boy and that lead on me [Verse 2] I'm a hicktown rockstar, scars and they cover my body Surrounded by some sexy ladies lookin' like some supermodels I'm Nascar with my style, done lapped y'all like nine times I'm Earnhardt in his prime, I sleep in the winner's circle since I tend to be there all the time I do what I do for the folks like me, wheels and the light stains on my jeans Wakin' up, bust that clock at three with a little bit of gas and enough to eat eat eat eat eat Everybody now facing that struggle, I'm about to bust your bubble Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, I emerge from all the rubble They callin' me a rapper, shit I'm just an ex-construction worker I'm painting my own legacy and hangin' rappers like drywall Michael Jackson on them bitches, grabbin' on my white balls [Chorus] I'm from deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick (Tear it up) Deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick So don't come up in my spot, tryna tread on me I keep them flags flyin' boy and that lead on me I'm from deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick (Tear it up) Deep in the sticks where the mud gets thick So don't come up in my spot, tryna tread on me I keep them flags flyin' boy and that lead on me [Outro] (Cheatham County oooww) Church, Church (Hahaha) Church (Hahaha), Church (Hahaha)
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