Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah baby, hick town done made it up into hip hop
Mr. lifted up ranger with my ties in a chop top
Mr. smoke too much pot but still shoot pool with the cops
Mr. give me the moonshine and see a ship walk south
Mr. black smoke in these roads until it looks like a twister
I work my hands to the bone and finish it off with a Swisher
This is that headbanging till you leave the party in a neck brace
Covered in Bud Light, I'm stone cold with the whole case
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah my father got a wax for me smashing them white tails
And I grew up round them outlaws, smoking weed, telling wise tales
My daddy from West Nash, my mama straight hippie
My pawpaw 'Church sat in prison in Brushy Mountain in the 50s
And my nanny a redhead out of pride to the grave
You know I slaved up in the country, small town USA
And I was built for destruction so go ahead bring me the heat
I'm just gonna give you a crooked smile with the fire at my feet, bitch
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Upchurch - King of Dixie Lyrics
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Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah baby, hick town done made it up into hip hop
Mr. lifted up ranger with my ties in a chop top
Mr. smoke too much pot but still shoot pool with the cops
Mr. give me the moonshine and see a ship walk south
Mr. black smoke in these roads until it looks like a twister
I work my hands to the bone and finish it off with a Swisher
This is that headbanging till you leave the party in a neck brace
Covered in Bud Light, I'm stone cold with the whole case
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah my father got a wax for me smashing them white tails
And I grew up round them outlaws, smoking weed, telling wise tales
My daddy from West Nash, my mama straight hippie
My pawpaw 'Church sat in prison in Brushy Mountain in the 50s
And my nanny a redhead out of pride to the grave
You know I slaved up in the country, small town USA
And I was built for destruction so go ahead bring me the heat
I'm just gonna give you a crooked smile with the fire at my feet, bitch
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah baby, hick town done made it up into hip hop
Mr. lifted up ranger with my ties in a chop top
Mr. smoke too much pot but still shoot pool with the cops
Mr. give me the moonshine and see a ship walk south
Mr. black smoke in these roads until it looks like a twister
I work my hands to the bone and finish it off with a Swisher
This is that headbanging till you leave the party in a neck brace
Covered in Bud Light, I'm stone cold with the whole case
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Yeah my father got a wax for me smashing them white tails
And I grew up round them outlaws, smoking weed, telling wise tales
My daddy from West Nash, my mama straight hippie
My pawpaw 'Church sat in prison in Brushy Mountain in the 50s
And my nanny a redhead out of pride to the grave
You know I slaved up in the country, small town USA
And I was built for destruction so go ahead bring me the heat
I'm just gonna give you a crooked smile with the fire at my feet, bitch
Make way for the king of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue raging
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
In the motherf*cking woods (Yeah)
And you know we'll be out here
In the motherf*cking woods
Writer: Ryan Upchurch
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.