I’m Southern Hot Sauce Mix

Well, I'm the first one to say ladies first. Last one at the bar with a thirst, Yeah. Hard to hate and hard to love, That's right. Open up a can of eel in a fight. Yeah, that's whiskey and cigarettes on my breath. Both in an old soft plastic cassette. And I don't always make it on Sunday to Jesus. But I do good and hope Santa smiles When I meet him. 'Cause I'm stubborn and it Ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like The hot sauce. Stubborn and it ain't my fault. Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is How we walk. Well, my family's full of crazy cages. And from the looks of me you'd say, well, It's contagious. 'Cause I can feel it running down Through my blood, yeah. And it fits like a boot made tight as The mud. And if you don't like me, that's All right. You can kiss my ass and honey, I'll get by now. 'Cause where I'm from, that's what we do, Yeah. If you was born down here, You'd probably do it too. Well, I'm stubborn and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Stubborn and it ain't my fault. Yeah, this how we roll, baby, this is how We walk. Walk on. I'm a take it or leave it kind of Man. Bottle and a smoke in my hand. Sing along if you understand. And if you don't, draw a line in the Sand. 'Cause I'm southern, Ooh. Yeah, I'm southern, right. Well, I'm southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern and it ain't my fault. Yeah, this is how we roll. Baby, this is how they walk. Southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern and it ain't my fault. This is how we roll. And this is how we walk