Dukes of Hazzard

Super Sport Church
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 Church, church, church, church
 Hey, I dress like I don't give a fuck, I punch dents all in my truck
 The CMA's don't like me none, 'cause they know I fuck shit up
 I'm gon' show up white tee, blue jeans smellin' like some stanky weed
 So damn high, I wore a shirt that says the letters MTV
 Bitch, I'm ballin', bitch, I'm winnin', and I do it independent
 Area code 615, I live inside a batman building
 Puttin'-puttin' up Bruce Wayne, haircut like DiCaprio
 Tennessee Titan on the mic, frankly write that white checks, hoe
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket
 Yeah, neons on neons, 90 model fulla freon
 I-Ice cold with a short bed, 28s travel like a steam on
 Crock pot on the inside, bowtie gettin' baked out
 Run 'em Texas, Ritchie, Bobby, Jr. shindig over Kid Rock's house
 Elton John on the rocket hour, talkin' 'bout my stompin' grounds
 Stoner stoned to the fuckin' bone, smokin' witch fingers with the music loud
 I'm George Strait if he chose rap, still livin' in a house on a prairie
 I'm the shit, no constipation, can't milk me for my damn dairy
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
 All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon is make a racket
 Ayy oh
 
 Super Sport Church
 ♪
 Church, church, church, church
 Hey, I dress like I don't give a fuck, I punch dents all in my truck
 The CMA's don't like me none, 'cause they know I fuck shit up
 I'm gon' show up white tee, blue jeans smellin' like some stanky weed
 So damn high, I wore a shirt that says the letters MTV
 Bitch, I'm ballin', bitch, I'm winnin', and I do it independent
 Area code 615, I live inside a batman building
 Puttin'-puttin' up Bruce Wayne, haircut like DiCaprio
 Tennessee Titan on the mic, frankly write that white checks, hoe
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon, is make a racket
 Yeah, neons on neons, 90 model fulla freon
 I-Ice cold with a short bed, 28s travel like a steam on
 Crock pot on the inside, bowtie gettin' baked out
 Run 'em Texas, Ritchie, Bobby, Jr. shindig over Kid Rock's house
 Elton John on the rocket hour, talkin' 'bout my stompin' grounds
 Stoner stoned to the fuckin' bone, smokin' witch fingers with the music loud
 I'm George Strait if he chose rap, still livin' in a house on a prairie
 I'm the shit, no constipation, can't milk me for my damn dairy
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
 All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket
 Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), (I've been trailblazin')
 John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), (Super Sport, baby)
 Banjos in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in cabinet
 All I do in Music City, I reckon is make a racket
 Ayy oh