Colt Ford and Kevin Fowler - Hip Hop in a Honky Tonk

Red light, Friday night, headin' the town,
I had some George Strait crankin
With the windows down, til this Escalade,
Thumpin' bass, droweded him out
He was rattlin' his rims and shakin' the ground, oh haw'

I put my foot on the gas I didn't have to go far,
I found this funky little steel and fiddle redneck bar,
The band was in the
Middle of "Your Cheatin' Heart",
I bought a bag of tater chips and a PBR.
Settled down on a stool plannin' on stayin', but when
They took a break the DJ started playin'

Hip hop in a honky tonk,
Wait a minute hold the phone somethin's wrong
I came in here to hear a country song,
Not hip hop in a honky tonk

Now what do you think ole Hank would say,
It'd kill 'em if he still was alive today,
I bet money that he's rollin' over in his grave
'Cause Hank sure as hell didn't do it that way

Hip hop in a honky tonk,
I'll give you twenty bucks if you turn that shit off,
You ask me it oughta be outlawed, hip hop in a
Honky tonk

When all of a sudden every girl in the club,
Got on the floor startin' shakin' her butt,
It was packed, it was stacked from
The front to the back,
This cowboy ain't seen nothing like that

Hip hop in a honky tonk,
They were dancin' like strippers
But they kept their clothes on,
I'm startin' to think that I might been wrong
About hip hop in a honky tonk
'Cause when they move like
That I'll watch 'em all night long,
Hip hop in a honky tonk,
I gotta admit I'm havin' second thoughts
About hip hop in a honky tonk,
I came in here to hear a country song,
But I'm diggin' hip hop in a honky tonk

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