Kiss My A$$
Kiss my ass now buddy this is my money you can't have it
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
I guess your momma said son you can be what you wanna be
It don't matter if you ain't got talent there's another way
Just fake it till you make it lie and cheat and try to take it
From the folks along the way
You might burn in hell
But not before you reach the top
So kiss my ass now buddy this is my money you can't have it
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
You might dress the part but a hat don't make you country
And it is clear to me your words don't mean a thing
You can't sell your soul if you ain't got one
Or carry tunes in a sack when your sacks long gone
And all the lesson's in the world won't teach a snake to sing
So kiss my ass now buddy this is my money you can't have it
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
Cause this business seems to be to me just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
I guess your momma said son you can be what you wanna be
It don't matter if you ain't got talent there's another way
Just fake it till you make it lie and cheat and try to take it
From the folks along the way
You might burn in hell
But not before you reach the top
So kiss my ass now buddy this is my money you can't have it
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
You might dress the part but a hat don't make you country
And it is clear to me your words don't mean a thing
You can't sell your soul if you ain't got one
Or carry tunes in a sack when your sacks long gone
And all the lesson's in the world won't teach a snake to sing
So kiss my ass now buddy this is my money you can't have it
And I don't care what you think that paper there says or means
Cause this business seems to be just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
Cause this business seems to be to me just liars and hacks
Tryin' to steal my dreams
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
Get off of my back this stars about to rise
Credits
Writer(s): William Daniel Davis
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