Deep in Those Backwoods

I'm plucking her G-string like a banjo, about to find out where my hands go

Wiggle these wranglers off that tush hun, good lord you got a bush hun

She's saying it's been weeks, since her backroad's, been shaved clean, baby I know

But I'm still gon eat it good hun, I was raised out in the woods hun

That peach is more than fuzzy, it's a cornfield coochie honey

But I don't mind one bit, I'mma eat down to that pit

I ain't scared to dive inside that briar patch between your thighs

My little tongue got four-wheel drive, so baby I know I'll be fine

Let me sip my sweet busch light and dip inside that bush tonight

My lips are kissing on your hood, I'm fishing deep in those backwoods

I'm rubbing her sweet pea, with my hand oh, saying she needs me, this romance goes

Deeper than these fingers baby, you're my little late night lady

Heavy breathing, get a fan oh, I learned this playing piano

And look at how it drives you crazy, got you moaning for me baby

I ain't scared to dive inside that briar patch between your thighs

I ain't scared to dive inside that briar patch between your thighs

My little tongue got four-wheel drive, so baby I know I'll be fine

Let me sip my sweet busch light and dip inside that bush tonight

My lips are kissing on your hood, I'm fishing deep in those backwoods

I ain't scared to dive inside that briar patch between your thighs

My little tongue got four-wheel drive, so baby I know I'll be fine

Let me sip my sweet busch light and dip inside that bush tonight

Your lips are loving what I do, and baby I think I love you