Tyra Country Boy Lyrics

Country Boy Lyrics

[Talking] 

Let's make 'em whistle y'all

Yea, this one right here 

Is to all my country boys, yea 

Awwww 

See I love everybody 

Mid-west, east coast, west coast 

But its something special 

About these country boys 

Down here in the dirty south, ya know 



[Verse 1] 

I met a little cuttie 

He was round my way 

Accent was a little funny 

Are you from VA 

He said no I'm not 

Im from ATL 

Well you doin the damn thing 

And you doin it well 

Well I have my share of men 

Black, whites to Indians 

But I never had a dude like you 

Im tryna tell you now 

That im feelin your style 

Can I chill one night with you 



[Chorus] 

You aint seen nothin

If you aint had lovin 

From one of them, country boys 

You aint got a clue 

If you don't know what to do 

When you see one of them, country boys 



[Verse 2] 

He's got Henni in his cup 

24's on his truck 

Butterflies in my gut 

Cuz he said wussup 

He's got fronts in his mouth 

Cuz he's from down south 

Come and holla at me 

Cuz you drive me crazy 

Boy, go 'head with ya bad ass

What you need from me just ask 

See, cuz a guy like you 

And a girl like me 

Not usually into rushin, 

But you drive me crazy 

He's crunk like Jon 

With a body like Usher 

Up in the club 

Never scared like Bone Crush

I'll take you home 

We can tag team wrestle 

And if you like it slow, 

Give you that red light special 



[Chorus] x2



[Verse 3] 

From VA to GA 

Miami to the Lou 

All these country boys 

Y'all im feelin you 

The Carolinas to my boys in Alabama 

Even down in Mississippi y'all I don't think y'all hear it

Go 'head with ya bad ass

What you need from me just ask 

Take my number 

And baby please call 

Any time I don't mind at all 



[Chorus] x2