Boy say to me, he say "Ay Yuk, what's yo city?" And I say "West Virginia, my hometown"
me back to West VA Take me back to It's doggone busy city streets That I'm ridin' to get far
Ridin' to a town Ridin' to a town Take me back to me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city I'm ridin' to escape Ridin' to a small Ridin' to a small
Yo, I ride beautiful cow fields Top down, see how the air I see trees that was here me Seem like each one's telling a
I just wanna go hit the bar Where the owner's fat and smoke Where country girls me Seems like everybody in a factory
they ship they goods to bigger places A city light just could never this high school sports is what we live for Hit the lotto, and next week you poor In a small
me back to West VA Take me back to It's them busy city streets I'm ridin' to get far from
Ridin' to a town to a small town Take me to Massachusetts Take me to Cape Cod
It's them big ol' city buildings I'm ridin' to escape to a small town Ridin' to a town
say the whole damn world is country Small town livin', dad a porch road and gravel, anywhere you travel Mechanic is the sheriff is the judge with the
Everybody cousin 'cause kin Piggly Wiggly, one school, everybody From high school football to family Movin' at the speed of life, by noon and
my uncle, I know everybody got one Freaky ass white girl, got a shotgun Fly through the town, ya blink ya miss it City in the country, wish you come visit
on down, come on down Come on down, come on on down, come on down Come on down, come on
Uh, I like that Lil' Yuk, what you about that right there?
Like, man, uh, I like Carolina I like Kentucky, Tennessee, I don't wanna, I wanna see important And take a right and there at it
I don't all that traffic Man, I to get where I'm going I like with things on they mind like "Let's have a good time, sit on the porch"
That's what I was my homeboy Plump down in Duluth You know, in Georgia, we was kick it and do it way big He show us around at the office And why you go to the office?
I'm like, man, that's real people Comin' from a small And that's where I'm And that's reality
Nappy Roots That's Scales and that's Clutch An that's B. Stille and Skinny Deville V, that's, that's history, man
You know you from the country cool, you know Give us a front porch, give us a of Patron And us, you know a few Corona, a Red Stripe You know, things like if ya money's low
But we have a good time, man We comin from a town Bowling Green, Kentucky, Milledgeville, You know thangs that
I 'Catawpa, Mississippi, you know, Florida All them like that, small town Still for LA and Chicago But when I wanna kick I wanna be in a small
Take me to West VA Take me to Charleston them doggone busy city streets That I'm to get far from
to a small town Ridin' to a town Take me to Massachusetts Take me back to Cod
them doggone big ol' city buildings I'm to escape from to a small town Ridin' to a small