Текст Upchurch – Creekers Anthem

Upchurch:
Creek Squad
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Aww yeah

Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin’ black and tan, ridin’ in the back (You know it)
Skin I’m out here huntin’ for the folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white boys from the creek? (What you know?)
Wh-wh-what you know about them white boys from the creek?

All I know is ain’t nobody playin’ on these little tiny roads
And all I know is we are family, always ready to unload
Nobody really reps that kind of people on the famous scale
Until I came out with them bars with skins on them transparent bale
Rockin’ farmers tans like that shit is goin’ back in style
Gettin’ tipsy on Boone’s Farm and lightin’ fuckin’ fields on fire
I be burnin’ everything into a ring of fire for real
I grew it all from muddy water, Mr. what’s a record deal
Mr. all I know is work, all y’all sounds like y’all in skirts
Go ahead an put these high heels on and show me how to twerk
I got the callouses on my hands but ladies love a country boy
Speakers ’bout to blow up in this rusted ass old Tonka Toy

Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin’ black and tan, ridin’ in the back
Skin I’m out here huntin’ for the folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white boys from the creek?
Yeah
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin’ black and tan, ridin’ in the back
Skin I’m out here huntin’ for the folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white boys from the creek?

EmzyG:
You know I’m from the creek where them Hollarboys be
We ain’t got no time for talk and we ain’t got no time for sleep
Catch me out here tryna get it every day of the week
And we pistol packin’, let me catch you slippin’ and you gon’ get your ass kicked
Ridin’ in the brand new blackened Razor screamin’ fuck a hater
All I know is work and countin’ paper, guess I’ll see you later
If you tryna fuck with Pond Creek bitch rest in peace
Anybody from the county know that we don’t give a shit
Moonshine poppin’ Jager bottles like there’s no tomorrow
Chillin’ in the hollar, poppin’ collars, tryna catch a dollar
Wake up every mornin’ thankin’ God that my ends on me
Catch me out in Cheatham County where they call me EmzyG

Upchurch:
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin’ black and tan, ridin’ in the back
Skin I’m out here huntin’ for the folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white boys from the creek?
Yeah
Lynyrd Skynyrd jammin’ black and tan, ridin’ in the back
Skin I’m out here huntin’ for the folks who wanna test my ass
What you know about them white boys from the creek?
Wh-wh-what you know about them white boys from the creek?
Yeah