Upchurch - Said Fuck It (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Upchurch - Said Fuck It (en) Lyrics
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Aww they gonna be mad
about this one boys
Oh well, it'll be alright
Fuck award shows, fuck the radio
And the new up and comer
and his female clothes
With his glitter on his face
and his prewritten songs
He ain't from 'round here
and neither is his boss
Fuck the guy in the office
with his Jerry Curl
And his hands super soft
like a teenage girl
Fuck social media and
them long hashtags
With your bitch made album
cover lookin' like a-
Yeah, I said the word fuck
in a song on the charts
Prolly breaking beta male
achy breaky hearts
With the mocha lattes and
sparkly blue scarfs
Sittin' in the room tryna
fucking talk like us
If country music was a rooster
You prolly wouldn't know
it don't lay eggs
If country music was a set
of game cock gaffs
You'd prolly get stabbed in the hand
If country music was baby
chickens in the thicket
Would you have corn dust covered
on your britches?
I am to country like rooster
feed to a bucket
Just clucking telling y'all fuck it
Yeah, fuck it
So by now you probably figured it out
Mainstream pissed me off and
made me have a dirty mouth
But on the flip side, here's
a little known fact
I was born in Music City,
still get no slack
I got country songs tippin'
100 million
Get played at every mud
park across Dixie
Not to mention female singers
want to come and frisk me
Especially when we're
stoned in my F-150
This part of the song
is called the bridge
And I'm about to burn it down
And make aware that these
sissy ass big wigs
Can stop fucking up my hometown
And I don't want to hear that
we ain't good enough
Or the radio ain't got room
Bitch, I get the same spins
on my Spotify list
As your newest and hottest do
'Cause if country music was a rooster
I'd prolly be a big Cuban dong
If country music was a six
cock derby in Kentucky
Be the last one standing tall
If country music was a walk
string and barrel
You bet I'd break loose
and strut the yard
'Cause we are to country like
rooster feed to a bucket
And we like songs that
say fuck it (Haha)
Yeah, fuck it, woo
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