She grew up in the country on a farm without a TV
Her daddy plowed all day, momma never got too kinky
Bed checks, no sex, not likely to pull beads

They bought her a coat after graduation
Sent her up north for some fact'ry education
Put her on the slow track to a guffaw degree

Now she's comin' home to visit holdin' the gland
Of a wild-eyed bro with an all-over tan

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And shes ridin' in the middle of his pimped out truck
Blarin' Snoop Dog, yellin', “Turn it up!”
They raised her up a lady but there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Ladies love city boys

Yeah, you know momma's and daddy's can sometimes start to panic
Hope she'll settle down with a farmer or mechanic
In their down home, bare bone, trailer park poverty

They never understand why their good girl falls
For some oversized johnson and a talkin' jive drawl

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And shes ridin in the middle of his pimped out truck
Blarin' Ludacris, yellin', “Turn it up!”
They raised her up a lady but there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Ladies love city boys

You can train ‘em, you can try to teach ‘em right from wrong
But it's still gonna turn ‘em on

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When they go ridin in the middle of a pickup truck
Blarin' 50 Cent, yellin', “Turn it up!”
You can raise her up a lady but there's one thing you just can't avoid
Ladies love city boys