Pawg Dawg
Cruisin' down the street with my boys looking at Barbie's
Makin' more noise in my truck than on a Harley
Girls wearin' skirts that look like bed clothes
Workin' it, jerkin' it, just like a red nose
And I'm a pit, when I need a treat
Y'all can keep them bones, just show me the meat
'Cause I'm a pawg dawg, let's have a ball y'all
We can smoke 'til it looks like a fog y'all
And I say hee haw, come chill wit me dog
I love my country curves, that's my word
I'm a pawg dawg
Ain't no shame in my game, you know my name, I'll claim it
Thoroughbreds can be wild as a mustang, I'll tame it
Fully loaded broodmare that nobody could straddle
She kept buckin' 'em off 'til she found the right saddle
Like a stud, it's in my blood, that whooty-whooty
Think I'm in love
'Cause I'm a pawg dawg, let's have a ball y'all
We can smoke 'til it looks like a fog y'all
And I say hee-haw, come chill wit me dog
I love my country curves, that's my word
I'm a pawg dawg
A hundred and ten, Billy can keep it
A hundred and fifty, naw, bubba needs it
But when it comes to the two hundred plus
Only a real rough neck can handle that much
'Cause I'm a pawg dawg
'Cause I'm a pawg dawg, let's have a ball y'all
We can smoke 'til it looks like a fog y'all
And I say hee-haw, come chill wit me dog
I love my country curves, that's my word
I'm a pawg dawg
Writer/s: Brian K. Blake
