Shes gotta cell phone
With a ringtone
Plays kid rock and sweet home
Alabama born, corn fed
Gotta lighted lamb by a waterbed
Drives a subaru with a gunrack
Got it pimped out with a glass pack
Wears flip flops, haulter tops, likes to drink beer a lot
She don’t take no crap
Chorus:
No, she ain’t puttin on no show
This is her and there you go
Shes genuine
She not might look the way you do
That’s cause she ain’t tryin’ to
And that’s just fine
She’s sweet tea, corn bread
Country to the bone
That girl is homegrown
He’s gotta tatoo that says F-you
He’s a gator fan and Bush man
He’ll detend porn from his back porch
With a cross-bow by the tiki torch
Gotta bass boat with a gator coat
Bought a double wide on a back note
He likes kodeak, Big Macs
Likes to drink a little Jack
Every Friday night well
Chorus:
Well, he ain’t puttin on no show
This is him and there you go
Hes genuine
He not might look the way you do
That’s cause he ain’t tryin’ to
And that’s just fine
He’s sweet tea, corn bread
Country to the bone
That boy is homegrown
Me I’m just a product of the state I’m in
Just like them
Don’t need nobody tryin to change my life for me
(break it down)
Chorus:
And I ain’t puttin on no show
This is me and there you go
I’m genuine
And I might look the way you do
That’s cause I ain’t tryin’ to
And that’s just fine
I’m sweet tea, corn bread
Did you hear what I said?
Red eye gravy
Country to the bone
Homegrown, yeah
Homegrown
