This ain’t no country song
About your fuckin’ pickup trucks
Or your grandpappy’s farm
This no Nashville scene
I ain’t no spiky haired half ass pop star wannabe

So don’t let this cowboy hat fool ya
Cause I ain’t no bumpkin to amuse ya
No your labels don’t mean shit to me
Neither does the Grand Ol’ Opery

This ain’t no rock n roll song
About some sporting little prick
Who’s daddy pissed him off
This ain’t no hip hop track
About your bitches and your hoes
Or white guys who think they’re black

So don’t let this cowboy hat fool ya
Cause I’ll be the first one to screw ya
No your labels don’t mean shit to me
Neither does the Grand Ol’ Opery

This ain’t no country song
About your hicktown trailer parks
Or your grandpappys farm
This ain’t no Nashville scene
We ain’t no spiky haired half ass pop star wannabes

So don’t let this cowboy hat fool ya
Cause I’ll be the first one to screw ya
Yeah your labels don’t mean shit to me
Neither does the Grand Ol’ Opery

So don’t let this cowboy hat fool ya
Cause I ain’t no bumpkin to amuse ya
No your labels don’t mean shit to me
Neither does the Grand Ol’ Opery

They fired Hank Williams from the Grand Ol’ Opery
They fired Johnny cash from the Grand Ol’ Opery
So it don’t mean shit to me!

Someone tell what the fuck is a honky tonk
Badonkadonk anyway?