[Intro]
Rhythm and booze!
Bourbon in the glass!
Cognac in the cup
You know what means
Natives and the Villebillies, we in here
[Verse 1: Native]
I'm from KY
Where the greenery's a cash crop
Taken in by the scenery you gon' stop
But you know what it means to be the long shop
We get it on hittin' bongs they're the straight shots
I'm from Louisville the Western to Ville freight
I got peoples down in [? 0:22] with big bait
Russellville Hoptown we begin to build
NVG [? 0:26]
And all points in between
Come together form a regime called the K Team
We got hoopers, hustlers, and boosters
Fine ass women crooked state troopers
Kentuck is the place to be
I'm lowkey in the woods there's standin' a tree
And Native get love from the city out of county
I hold it down and Villebillies I surround
[Chorus]
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
[Verse 2: Dylan]
We done never faded our minds
We came and we shine
We did it off in the depth of the dirt while hurtin' this side
I remember the times
When I was virtually blind
I couldn't see two feet in front of me to save my own life
We rock the streets and the clubs
We rock the Kennies and Chucks
We here to handle it goddammit
So get your heads out your rumps
Put that drink in your cups
And make a toast and applause
And we can’t never give up
Yup, gon’ rise to the top
[Verse 3: 2B]
Well you can find me in the backroads a-chiefin’ up in your city
Gettin’ shitty lookin’ for somethin’ pretty up on the weekends
If it’s higher to begin and you jelly from Villebillies
And you know it’s gon’ be poppin’ real soon an’ get really silly
So just put your marbles and your blunts in the air
And let’s show the world how Kentucky don’t care
Let’s just keep it funky for the sake of the state
And keep on movin’ with this music while ignorin’ the hate
So what’s up?
[Chorus]
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
[Verse 4: Demi]
They call me Demi mane
You’re fuckin’ with the beast
Louisville slugger mane
Louisville rest in peace
I put it to you in a Billy metaphor
If the Native comes a-knockin’ better open up the fuckin’ door
It’s my Kentucky home, full of rhythm and booze
Yeah I’m a real Billy, what about you?
Paid my dues shined my buckle
‘Cause lately been the Billies on wax means struggle
[Verse 5: Child]
In the Fortress of Solitude they be plottin’ against us
They into hoppin’ the fences a way to chop our defenses
But I got news for’em Louisville style is wild and impeccable
From Kentucky it’s funny how we can shut down the skeptical
Like dude that’s incredible we’re on the couch like a vegetable
Smokin’ rockweed (Golly!)
Everybody’s acceptable
To the strange type of music that rhythm and boozes
It’s true that Kentucky got a brand new movement
It’s so wet it’ll even make your grandma say (Goddamn that mixtape made my day)
[Chorus]
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
Whatcha know about Kentucky boy?
From the hood to the backwoods make some noise
Hold up, hold back, hit the liquor store
Villebillies with The Native who could ask for more?
