Southern Hospitality

I was born Southern by the good grace of God
 Where I learned to say "y'all", and how to sharpen my claws
 Where back-handed compliments are bleach blonde rooted
 And saying "Bless your heart" means "Damn, you're stupid"
 Hair every Monday, nails every Tuesday
 Twerking in the flatbed of a pickup every Wednesday
 Blurred sloppy Thursday, Friday into Saturday
 And nothing cures a hangover like church on a Sunday
 Gone with the wind Scarlett
 Devereaux harlot
 Sassing from Birmingham to Charleston
 Big facts, where my Southern people at?
 If you got a MAGA hat, well, bless your heart!
 Southern hospitality
 Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally
 Southern hospitality
 You know you want it when I feel the fantasy
 (Feel the fantasy)
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 Manners are my beauty, second to my booty
 Put the pecans in my pie, got you saying "man alive"
 'Cause I'm proper, so proper, a deadly sweet talker
 Miss Peach in the study with a big ole revolver
 Put your body on the wheel throwing daggers with my tongue
 And if you can't take the heat, head on back where you came from
 We stay tough, stay poised, stay humble
 What mama don't know ain't no trouble
 See us running that pageant, Daisy Duke action
 If you got the drawl, let 'em have it
 Southern hospitality
 Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally
 Southern hospitality
 You know you want it, this is where you wanna be
 (Where you wanna be, where you wanna be, where you wanna be)
 H to the E to the A to the T
 I bring the heat straight from the country
 Sweet home Alabama mixed with sweet tea
 I can make your South rise, that's a guarantee
 Southern hospitality
 Come and get it, yeah, it comes so naturally
 Southern hospitality
 You know you want it
 It's my nationality (nationality, nationality, nationality)
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