Nappy Roots - Small Town lyrics

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