Southern Culture On The Skids - King of the Mountain lyrics

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Southern Culture On The Skids - King of the Mountain lyrics

Got himself a peach colored leisure suit Hundred dollar bills stuffed in Florsheim boots Smelling like a mentholated soda pop Sho' smellin' sweet when the weather gets hot You got a dime He's got a dollar He's the king of corn and p**n From from way back in the holler They call him the King of the Mountain A Blue Ridge business man He's an independant contractor A doin' the best that he can Bought himself a camera down in Gunthersville Bought it with the money from a moonshine still Makin' hillbilly blue way on back on ridge Always gotta cold Diet Pepsi in his fridge You got a dime He's got a dollar He's the king of corn and p**n From from way back in the holler They call him the King of the Mountain A Blue Ridge business man He's an independant contractor Doin' the best that he can You drink it by the gla**, you can buy it by the jar He told my sister that he'd make her a star His cash flow's about a hundred proof Just opened up a line of tanning booths You got a dime He's got a dollar He's the king of corn and p**n From from way back in the holler They call him the King of the Mountain A Blue Ridge business man He's an independant contractor Doin' the best that he can And if ya cousin comes around be sho' to give a holler They call him the King of the Mountain A blue rich business man He's an independant contractor Doin' the best that he can