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Karaokê Son of the Dirty South - Brantley Gilbert & Jelly Roll

Esta música é uma versão de Son of the Dirty South, popularizada por Brantley Gilbert
feat. Jelly Roll

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MP4
KFN
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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo idêntico ao original: 139 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Do♯m

A música começa a capella

Duração: 03:01 - Visualizar: 01:31

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Ano de lançamento: 2022
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Brantley Keith Gilbert, Andrew Marcus Baylis, Jelly Roll

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra Son of the Dirty South

Tatted-up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
This that southern playalistic
Willie smokin', whiskey sippin'
Southern like my mama's kitchen
Gravy biscuits, fried chicken
Backroads, I'm still tippin'
Wood wheel, I'm still grippin'
Stand strong, no ass kissin'
Ol' school ass whippin'
Come from the bottom
Nothin' is a problem
Say get 'em, I got 'em, I promise
My roots are blue-collar
Them boys from the holler do anything that they can just for a dollar
Pit bulls in the yard
Broken down cars
I'm like fuck it I'm high
I pull up trailer park pimpin' with a double-wide dime uh
'Cos I'm a son of the dirty south
Got to trippin', mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin' drinkin' smokin' hoss that you can bet on
Tatted-up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
I'm from a place where they mix rock, country and hip-hop
Somewhere between Hank
Three 6, and Kid Rock
Johnny Cash all black
It's that old-school flavor
Sippin' somethin'
Rippin' more lines than notebook paper
Outlaw spirit
My middle finger stuck up again
Bad boy
We all know good women love troubled men
Got that music cranked loud
We won't turn shit down
Peaceful people but believe it we gon' burn shit down
Oh I'm a son of the dirty south
Got to trippin', mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin' drinkin' smokin' hoss that you can bet on
Tatted-up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
You know some folks won't change
We stand for the flag and kneel to pray
It's the land of the free because of the brave
From the cradle to the grave
We were made in the USA
Yeah I'm a son of the dirty south
Got to trippin', mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on
Gun-totin' drinkin' smokin' hoss that you can bet on
Tatted-up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

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