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I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore I'm tired of talkin' 'bout babies and diamond rings And I'm so sick of driving clear across town every night from my place to yours, girl I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore Yeah, I been thinkin' a lot 'Bout goin' all-in on what we got I got my eye on a twenty-acre spot With a fence in the dirt, yeah, but first, girl I wanna call up your dad Spend all of my coffee can cash And ask you, "What's it gon' be?" Puttin' one knee on the floor 'Cause I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore Yeah, I don't wanna have to wonder what it's like To hear you introduce yourself with my last name To see you floatin' down some outta town church all dressed in white, girl I don't wanna have to wonder what it's like Yeah, I been thinkin' a lot 'Bout goin' all-in on what we got I got my eye on a twenty-acre spot With a fence in the dirt, yeah, but first, girl I wanna call up your dad Spend all of my coffee can cash And ask you, "What's it gon' be?" Puttin' one knee on the floor 'Cause I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore, yeah Oh Anymore, yeah, yeah Yeah I wanna get too sunburned with you All-inclusive in Hawaii Right after I say my vows and kiss ya Like no one else is watching In front of God and everybody Yeah, I been thinking a lot 'Bout goin' all-in on what we got I got my eye on a twenty-acre spot With a fence in the dirt, yeah, but first, girl I wanna call up your dad Spend all of my coffee can cash And ask you, "What's it gon' be?" Puttin' one knee on the floor 'Cause I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore

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LYRICS So you think you've got some county line cred 'Cause you rode a dirt road or two You got a mossy oak hat on top of your head And a southern pride tattoo Yeah, you might've a drank a little grain alcohol Or hauled a little hay But if you think your boots got more dirt than mine I got one thing to say My town's smaller than your town And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall I got a little more kick in my drawl Y'all I got little more spit in my chaw And my truck's louder than your truck And my collar's a little more blue You might think that you're redneck But I'm rednecker than you Yes I am I got a car parked in my front yard With a floorboard full of slim jims I piss where I want to And I fish where I swim Yeah, I bet you ain't got it on a tailgate Or killed a copperhead a time or two And man, if you're thinking you're a better beer drinker Buddy, I've got news for you My town's smaller than your town And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall I got a little more kick in my drawl Y'all I got little more spit in my chaw And my truck's louder than your truck And my Tick Hound's a little more blue You might think that you're redneck But I'm rednecker than you I'm rednecker than you, woo! Yeah, I'm down with the sound of a dixie whistle Raisin' hell, praisin' dale twelve in at bristol More sweat on my brow at the end of the day So needless to say My town's smaller than your town I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall And I ain't tryin' to talk no smack It's just the facts, y'all 'Cause my truck's louder than your truck And my red white's a little more blue You might think that you're redneck But I'm rednecker than you I'm rednecker than you

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