Yuppie Folks Can't Survive Songtext
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Now God dang it Outlaw. What did I tell you about them daggum yuppies? They ain't right boy I tell you what
YEEEEEEELLLOOO
I headed into town
There's yuppies all around
Their car's broke down
And they're layin' on the ground
His battery is dead but they don't know what to do
Some bitchin' city boy thinkin' that their engine blew
He was lookin' at the belt
YEEEEEEELLLOOO
I headed into town
There's yuppies all around
Their car's broke down
And they're layin' on the ground
His battery is dead but they don't know what to do
Some bitchin' city boy thinkin' that their engine blew
He was lookin' at the belt
And I didn't even help
If you really wanna learn you gotta do it by yourself (gotta do it by yourself)
Man that's all that I know Boat(?)
O-U-T-L-A- Dub that is what I go by
Tires, fires, chicken wires
Fresh eggs in the morning that don't expire
Country born and country bred
I'm a daggum rebel till the day I'm dead
Yuppie folks don't know bout this
I don't whine and I don't bitch
I'll just sit and sip my shine and they'll be stuck off in that ditch (yeah they'll stuck off in that ditch, yeah they'll be stuck off in that ditch)
You know they can't fish and ya know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck up outta ditch
Yuppie folks can't survive
And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog
You know they don't farm and they're never at the bog
Yuppie folks can't survive
Yuppie folks can't survive
See them bitches (?) lying on the mother trucking government
And I'm out in the woods working for the freaking hell of it
Huntin all day just to feed my daggum family And y'all just at the store buying chips and unsweet tea
World goes to shit and you're off the governments tit
And you'll be looking at us hicks like we're god sumbitch
But go ahead make fun of us now turn my head and milk a cow
One day it all came raining down and you sumbitches gonna drown
Yuppie folks can't survive
Spit some Copenhagen in your eye
Yuppie folks can't survive
Come to the country kiss your ass goodbye
(Man all this yuppie talk make me wanna get some dip right now, I'm gonna get outta her and let Bottleneck finish this sumbitch haha let's go boys)
You know they can't fish and you know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck out of a ditch
Yuppie folks can't survive
And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog
And you know they don't farm and they're never at the bog
Yuppie folks can't survive
Yuppie folks can't survive
[Bottleneck]
(?)
What you keep starin for?
You ain't seen a hillbilly wedded(?) with a gigging pole
Camouflage over haul southern drawl and red cups
Strong handle of the good stuff yuppie folks hiccup(?)
What we all about more country lowlives(?)
I gotta bubba lip product of a skull pile
Me and the boys go in the pines
(?) fishing line
Fix your truck with chicken wire
Yuppie folks can't survive
Seen it with these rebel eyes
Y'all just some weakened rednecks ridin 35s
Yeah we the real deals
Honkey's in them hay fields
Country folks can survive
Yep we let the liquor spill
We might not know how to turn on one of them Xbox sum bucks but we sure know how to do 3 things and that's fish, gut(?), and dip and that's all you need to know in this goshdang world son keep it frickin hillbilly
If you really wanna learn you gotta do it by yourself (gotta do it by yourself)
Man that's all that I know Boat(?)
O-U-T-L-A- Dub that is what I go by
Tires, fires, chicken wires
Fresh eggs in the morning that don't expire
Country born and country bred
I'm a daggum rebel till the day I'm dead
Yuppie folks don't know bout this
I don't whine and I don't bitch
I'll just sit and sip my shine and they'll be stuck off in that ditch (yeah they'll stuck off in that ditch, yeah they'll be stuck off in that ditch)
You know they can't fish and ya know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck up outta ditch
Yuppie folks can't survive
And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog
You know they don't farm and they're never at the bog
Yuppie folks can't survive
Yuppie folks can't survive
See them bitches (?) lying on the mother trucking government
And I'm out in the woods working for the freaking hell of it
Huntin all day just to feed my daggum family And y'all just at the store buying chips and unsweet tea
World goes to shit and you're off the governments tit
And you'll be looking at us hicks like we're god sumbitch
But go ahead make fun of us now turn my head and milk a cow
One day it all came raining down and you sumbitches gonna drown
Yuppie folks can't survive
Spit some Copenhagen in your eye
Yuppie folks can't survive
Come to the country kiss your ass goodbye
(Man all this yuppie talk make me wanna get some dip right now, I'm gonna get outta her and let Bottleneck finish this sumbitch haha let's go boys)
You know they can't fish and you know they don't dip and they damn sure can't get a truck out of a ditch
Yuppie folks can't survive
And they can't plow a field and they can't gig a frog
And you know they don't farm and they're never at the bog
Yuppie folks can't survive
Yuppie folks can't survive
[Bottleneck]
(?)
What you keep starin for?
You ain't seen a hillbilly wedded(?) with a gigging pole
Camouflage over haul southern drawl and red cups
Strong handle of the good stuff yuppie folks hiccup(?)
What we all about more country lowlives(?)
I gotta bubba lip product of a skull pile
Me and the boys go in the pines
(?) fishing line
Fix your truck with chicken wire
Yuppie folks can't survive
Seen it with these rebel eyes
Y'all just some weakened rednecks ridin 35s
Yeah we the real deals
Honkey's in them hay fields
Country folks can survive
Yep we let the liquor spill
We might not know how to turn on one of them Xbox sum bucks but we sure know how to do 3 things and that's fish, gut(?), and dip and that's all you need to know in this goshdang world son keep it frickin hillbilly
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