"Kiss My Ass" lyrics

Down-home roots, Skoal, tattoos
Friday night just lettin' loose
1-0-3's, holey jeans
Fitted hats with biker rings

It's what I'm about, ain't from 'round the city
Little roughed up, yeah, I'm poor boy pretty

If you like your longnecks blue, I'm like you
Raisin' hell, that's what we do
Cornbread fed, born and bred
Bust our ass 'til our necks all red
And we stand for that flag
Yeah
If you can't respect that
Then you can kiss my ass

Rolled up smoke, fishin' holes
Country girls on old dirt roads
Muddy grips, dips in lips
Stand our ground, don't take no shit

It's what I'm about, ain't from around the city
Little roughed up, yeah, I'm poor boy pretty

If you like your longnecks blue, I'm like you
Raisin' hell, that's what we do
Cornbread fed, born and bred
Bust our ass 'til our necks all red
And we stand for that flag
Yeah
If you can't respect that
Then you can kiss my ass

Yeah, you can kiss my ass

If you like your longnecks blue, I'm like you
Raisin' hell, that's what we do
Cornbread fed, born and bred
Bust our ass 'til our necks all red
And we stand for that flag
Yeah
If you can't respect that
Then you can kiss my ass

Kiss my ass
Yeah, you can kiss my ass