Holler Back

I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world 
He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl 
 [bad word] his hat to the side in his Grandma's ride 
Pumpin' nothin' but bass 

He says things like, 'Dawg, are you down with that' 
And, 'Don't that fly girl got some back' 
And I feel so doggone outta place 

When he says, 
'Holler back when you get back home' 
I say, 'The only holler back that I know is' 

 [bad word] 
In that holler back in the woods 
Where the country folks got it good 
Homebrewed, homegrown 
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown 
It's a blast from the past 
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras 
Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta 
If you wanna go on back to the holler 
Holler back 

Take a left off the Interstate 
Go ten miles 
Take a right on Farm Road 99 
And just roll 'til the blacktop ends 

'Ya see Mary Jo rockin' that front porch swing 
Bikini top and them cut-off jeans 
And that's where Hillbilly Heaven begins 

Ah, she'll pour 'ya some of that cherry wine 
Boy, you're guaranteed to have yourself 
One [bad word] of a time 

in that holler back in the woods 
Where the country folks got it good 
Homebrewed, homegrown 
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown 
It's a blast from the past 
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras 
Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta 
If you wanna go on back to the holler 
Holler back

In that holler back in the woods 
Where the country folks got it so good 
Homebrewed, homegrown 
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown 
It's a blast from the past 
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras 
Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta 
If you wanna go on back to the holler 
Holler back 

(Homebrewed, homegrown
where the wild seeds a get sown
its a blast from the past
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras
Homebrewed, homegrown
where the wild seeds a get sown)
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