Boone County Mating Call Songtext
von Mini Thin

Hey, Manny, it′s Darcy, dawg
Let's show how a hillbilly murda do it
Boom, cow, any ridin′ cow
Come get it ladies (yeah!)

Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies


Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies (yeah, yeah)

Come and get it, baby, as we shake the pill bottle
Goin' party, full throttle, barely walkin′, but we wobble
Timberlands, no socks, anti-boss, 30 ounces
Middle finger to the cops, white trash, gettin' props
White trash in, so it's white trash out
Moss burn to your face if you run that mouth
It′s a party tonight, we ain′t tryin' to fight
But if you′re feelin' tough, I want to test your mind

I′ll tap dance on your face like I'm Jessica White
The whites of West Virginia, if you ain′t know
In white trash, many all the bitches like (whoa)
Oh, no, dog man, that ain't it
These crazy white boys done flipped their lids
It's a white trash bash, all y′all get smashed
So everybody party and just have a ball
It′s the motherfucking Boone County mating call (yeah)


Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

Raise your ass up again
Fuckin′ smash, get some ass, smokin′ grass
Steal some cash, talk some shit, you gettin' bashed
Turkey boy, say the word, chug on beers, hank a third
White rhino, blazin′ herbs, soup bob, thought you heard
Don't piss her off, on all hell
Mozzarella sticks at Taco Bell
No fiestas, so fuck this place

So smack that frown right off your face
Manny settin′ fire to the mic like an arsonist
Turkey slangin' more pills than the fuckin′ pharmacist
Walkin' through the hills and we straight up plastered
Hey, what's up, Charles Lyon, cheatin′ bastard
Go ahead, Tyler, you little damn menace
And once again, fuck you, Dennis
We just tryin′ to have fun with y'all
It′s the motherfuckin' Boone County mating call

Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

Smash ′em down, make 'em wail
Snow them up, no compel
Crazy money pay the bail laughing as we go to jail
Sending weed through the mail
Everything is on sale
Now is the part where you′re all fucked up
So all the pretty ladies lift your shirts up
Show us them titties whether big or small
And let us introduce you to the white trash ball

To all y'all fellas hell yeah we care
Aim your pistol to the sky and blast two in the air
We ain′t rich y'all just got a little skill
Still got trouble paying a damn lot bill
But fuck all that we're goin′ mud tonight (yeah)
We′re so damn high we about to take flight
Jumpin' John there′s over haters tonight
But if you're ripped out the framin′ can't stand and fall
It′s the motherfuckin' Boone County mating call

Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Goin′ shake, rattle, rattle
Goin' shake, rattle, rattle
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies
Come on and get it ladies

I told you, man, we got West Virginia standing up
Hillbilly murda records, it′s Derkie
The o dirty white boy
Fish pot and pills, pills, pills, pills