Eric Burgett - Country Nuff

I gotta John Deere
I gotta truck
I gotta Yeti on the ready fill it up
I gotta bird dog that wants a duck
Y’all, if that ain’t country nuff

Worked a lotta week a little pay
But a blue collar dollar’s gonna play
Gotta long bed hot tub
Getting boujee in a dually in the mud
If that ain’t country nuff

I gotta sweet southern Queen
That’s the sugar to my tea
Puts the sexy in my Chevy
Boom boom in my shotgun seat
Yeah, she blows my piston rings
With them peeka blue jeans
Stop me right now, stop me right now
If that ain’t country nuff

I got a front porch out back
I’m a grillbilly smoking that rack
If you want grassfed roll it up
A buzz is a buzz is a buzz
Y’all, if that ain’t country nuff

I gotta sweet southern Queen
That’s the sugar to my tea
Puts the sexy in my Chevy
Boom boom in my shotgun seat
Yeah, she blows my piston rings
With them peeka blue jeans
Stop me right now, stop me right now
If that ain’t country nuff

If you can’t see it clearly
I ain’t from the city
I’m just a cornfed, born and bred American son
I’m yes sir and yes ma’am,
Roots planted deep in this land
Lucky I’m holding the hand of a

Sweet southern Queen
The sugar to my tea
Puts the sexy in my Chevy
Boom boom in my shotgun seat
Yeah, she blows my piston rings
With them peeka blue jeans
Stop me right now, stop me right now
Stop me right now, stop me right now
Stop me right now, stop me right now
If that ain’t country nuff
Country nuff

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