Yuppie Folks Can't Survive - outlaw, Bottleneck

What did I tell you about them daggum yuppies?

They ain’t right boy I tell you what

YELLOOOWWW!

I headed into town, there’s yuppies all around

Their car’s broke down and they’re layin' on the ground

His battery is dead but they don’t know what to do

Some bitchin' city boy thinkin' that their engine blew

He was lookin' at the belt and I didn’t even help

If you really wanna learn you gotta do it by yourself

Gotta do it by yourself man that’s all that I know Bo

O-U-T-L-A-Dub that is what I go by

Tires, fires, chicken wires

Fresh eggs in the mornin' that don’t expire

Country born and country bred

I’m a daggum rebel 'til the day I’m dead

Yuppie folks don’t know 'bout this, I don’t whine and I don’t bitch

I’ll just sit and sip my shine and they’ll be stuck off in that ditch

Hold on, hold on, is it that sum’bitch right there in the ditch that got turned

up in their Prius yeah they’ll stuck off in that ditch, yeah they’ll be stuck

off in that ditch

You know they can’t fish and ya know they don’t dip

And they damn sure can’t get a truck up outta ditch

Yuppie folks can’t survive

And they can’t plow a field and they can’t gig a frog

And you know they don’t farm and they’re never at the bog

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Still them bitches lyin' on the mother truckin' government

And I’m out in the woods workin' for the freaking hell of it

Huntin' all day just to feed my daggum family

And y’all just at the store buyin' chips and unsweet tea

World goes to shit and you’re off the governments tit

And you’ll be looking at us hicks like we’re god sum’bitch

But go ahead make fun of us now turn my head go milk a cow

One day it all came rainin' down and you sum’bitches gonna drown

Yuppie folks can’t survive (Can't survive)

Spit some Copenhagen in your eye (In your eye)

Yuppie folks can’t survive (Can't survive)

Come to the country kiss your ass goodbye (Ass goodbye)

Man all this yuppie talk make me wanna get some dip right now

I’m gonna get outta her and let Bottleneck finish this sum’bitch

Haha, let’s go boys

You know they can’t fish and ya know they don’t dip

And they damn sure can’t get a truck up outta ditch

Yuppie folks can’t survive

And they can’t plow a field and they can’t gig a frog

And you know they don’t farm and they’re never at the bog

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Yuppie folks can’t survive

Five more yuppie folk, what you keep starin' for?

You ain’t seen a hillbilly redneck with a giggin' pole

Camouflage, over haul, southern drawl, them red cups

Strong handle of the good stuff make yuppie folks hiccup

Yeah that’s what we all about more country than the law allows

Yeah, I gotta Bubba lip product of a Skoal pouch

Skin a buck up in the pines, hang him up, let him dry

Do wonders with a fishin' line and fix a truck with chicken wire

Yuppie folks can’t survive I seen it with these rebel eyes

Y’all just some weekend rednecks ridin' 35's

Yeah we the real deal, honkeys in them hay fields

Country folks can survive, yep we let the liquor spill

Man, we may not know how to turn on one of them Xbox sum' bucks

But we sure know how to do three things and that’s fish, hunt, and dip

And that’s all you need to know in this gosh dang world son keep it frickin'

hillbilly, fricken' hillbilly

Did I get the echoes, ha ha