번역: 워커 클레이. 컨트리 보이 및 도시 소녀.
to know it You liked my courage and honey I sure liked your style A country boy and city girl makin' life in this old world We went against the grain and
stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine Im shutting shit down at the mall And telling every girl she the one for me And I
it every night and day I hope to change it I'm just at city boy, City boy, thats me Hey! City boy, city boy Yeah, yeah, city boy, Oh Lord, city boy (
I don't plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever, mayne I'm shutting shit down in the mall And telling every girl she the one for me And I ain
freak) And you're my best friend, but our families don't approve (That's right 'cause I'm a city boy) And I'm a country girl And I'll never leave your
Romeo:] Who that girl, who that girl (we got em with this one Akon) ask my boy like who that girl, who that girl (I mean city to cty...country to country
tell theyself And you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with
and gettin' drunk (Around the globe) New Orleans and D.C. (Country as hell!) Texas, Indiana (Country as hell!) Detroit, Chicago (Country as hell!) Cali, Ohio (Country
I already was and that's unfortunate For all these babblers, still booty chatterers This what a rapper was supposed to be and that's what's up Country this, yeah, yeah, country that I'm a country
and G wildin', these freaks love each of us Now it's new to Louise to love 'Cause peepin' is for communist and Bubba is a capitalist Sit down on my lap and
And you ain't gotta sell ***, girl, it sell itself Like nothing else, yeah I'm a country boy But that big city bottom fill me up with joy Ain't life
on stoppin' at all I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man I'm sellin' shit down at the mall And tellin' every girl she the one for me And
And if a white boy say the shit He'll still get punched right in the mouth Country boys, city boys Cadillacs, Rolly Royce Whatever, long as we ridin' Pretty girls
we stay My small city's called Albany Georgia Pecan country like catfish with grits Candy yams and chitlins Gram's homemade baked biscuits The land of classical Caprices and
, peel fast through the city Play Monopoly with real cash, me and Biggie and the models be Shaking they saditty ass and parotta be Somethin' you cats got to see And
walk Certified platinum think I'd rather make hits? Between me and you yeah I'd rather flip bricks So tell me what's wrong with glass pots and a scale
im sittin' at Put your kitty cat on I laugh and I get it now Roll the windows down and let the beats out Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that now
