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• Artiste: Breland
• Titre: County Line
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Bright red solo cups layin' in the yard Got a dog named Billy sleeping underneath the car Jimmy shootin whiskey, Johnny shootin at the stars Sweet home Alabama on an out-of-tune guitar 88 Chevy with some rust on it Who done brought bottle with the dust on it Cinderblocks holding up them whips BMX bikes with the grips I went to high school with half of these heaters And it's a small town, ain't nobody leaving Yeah it's a rough crowd but they're my kind of people We goin all out, we don't need a reason to Turn up, get down Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That's us, that's life Livin on the county line Livin on the county line Grandma smoking cigarettes, she just got out of jail Grandpa got a girlfriend and he told me not to tell Preacher on the corner saying we all gon' go to hell Everybody got their secrets, we don't keep them to ourselves We drinking water from the tap Blowing the unemployment check Don't got no shirt up on our backs Only a cross around our necks We don't sugar coat nothing We say it with our chest I bring home the bacon, let mama do the rest I went to high school with half of these heaters And it's a small town, ain't nobody leaving Yeah it's a rough crowd but they're my kind of people We goin all out, we don't need a reason to Turn up, get down Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That's us, that's life Livin on the county line Livin on the county line Livin on the county line We like 30 from the Kroger and an hour from the mall Throwing parties in the summer, throwing touchdowns in the fall If we need a lil something something we know who to call We don't gotta see the world, we already seen it all I went to high school with half of these heaters And it's a small town, ain't nobody leaving Yeah it's a rough crowd but they're my kind of people We goin all out, we don't need a reason to Turn up, get down Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That's us, that's life Livin on the county line Livin on the county line Livin on the county line