Boss of the Stixxx (Remix) [feat. Adam Calhoun]

In the woods we burn it down- This how country get it lit- Welcome to the south-- Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out- Welcome to the sticks- All the country boys is out- Uh i walk like a boss in the south- Boss of the south in my walk- Uh i walk like a boss in the south- Boss of the south in my walk- Uuh- Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out- In the woods we burn it down- Welcomr to the south-(end) Welcome to the slums Most these bitches ratchet All of us is bums Don't ya bitch about it Get it how it come Came up out the gutta Straight up out the slums I ain't letting off Better recognize the real When ya see it boss Step back hold up I'll let it off Telling ya right fucking now I'll set it off Off in this motherfucker right now Wid a bang These motherfuckers acting like They ain't know the name So I had to spit fire Let em feel the flame Woo Hot dog better call the law The white boy right here Tell em what ya saw I'm still standing right here Screaming fuck y'all Middle finger up What I don't give a fuck Ain't got a fuck to give So tell me what it is Ahhh ahh ahhhh ahhh ew ahhh ahhh So tell me what it is In the woods we burn it down- This how country get it lit- Welcome to the south-- Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out- Welcome to the sticks- All the country boys is out- Uh i walk like a boss in the south- Boss of the south in my walk- Uh i walk like a boss in the south- Boss of the south in my walk- Uuh- Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out- In the woods we burn it down- Welcome to the south I be in the sticks goin digi wit it- Whippin up a splif and tell ya chick to hit it- Country boys in it you gone win with syni- All up in the woods with a fifth of jimmy- Bouncin like a mafucka wait a Minute-backwoods crib gotta lake up in it- Dirt roads dirty red clay up in it- Its hot up in the south these yankees bake up in it- Party with a bibb county macon villian- Roll up all the good we gone bake a minute- Dooly with the roof gone take the ceiling- Box chevy creeping with the quake up in- Uh-i walk like a boss in the south- Uh-all these blunts up in my mouth- Uh-jager double cups and loud- Uh-im high as fuck im a cloud- God up in the sticks pardon me a bit Borrow me a bitch and watch the party go down- We all up in the woods with it- Country boy southern bred jager swishers and my rounds- We gone get it like we spose ta im outlaw with it cowboy sippin on a Poster my mouth raw with it catch me spittin that Corrosive we posted in the woods sippin mushroom mimosas:end (Adam Calhoun Verse:12bars) Walk in like Who the fuck want it This party to sober For a raging alcoholic I been called a racist Label as a problem Cause I say the things I say And I call it how I call it You a coward and a pussy Probably should be Put down like a old dog Deep down in the woods B Becareful how you say my name I'll make it rain Pull up to ya house Ring ring Nobody home Nobody want war no more Bunch ofCrazy white boys At ya front door Hello Nobody wanna fight Cause ya Yellow Sometimes I might get a little Ghetto That's just how they raised me Little bit of south Mixed with the city What the fuck you thought Hel yeah I'm crazy I came and fucked it up Now I'm out baby In the woods we burn it down- This how country get it lit- Welcome to the south-- Dirt roads in the backwoods where we roll we smoke it out- Welcome to the sticks-