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Lyrics
[Verse]
Mud on the soles, gator teeth in my grin,
Camo pants saggin’, let the swamp life begin.
Banjo pluckin’ like a trigger 'bout to pop,
Moonshine sippin’, make the beat go drop.
Boot stomp heavy, like a big ol' Chevy,
Croc’s on my feet, swamp drip stay steady.
She got a caboose, bigger than the bayou,
Bounce so wild, had to say, "I spy you."
[Chorus]
Croc walkin’, booty talkin’,
Swamp boys out here, no stoppin’.
Big belt buckle, attitude rotten,
Gator life deep, never forgotten.
[Verse 2]
Spurs on my boots, spin the block on a tractor,
Wranglin’ beats like I’m huntin’ for a raptor.
Her jeans so tight, call ‘em boa constrictor,
She turn around slow, snap quick like a picture.
Shotgun flow, buck wild with the cadence,
Bayou-born bars, no city limitations.
Croc scales shinin’, gold tooth smilin’,
Booty like a mountain, girl, I’m climbin’.
[Bridge]
Backwoods bounce, with the bassline dirty,
Wrasslin’ gators since the age of thirty.
She said, "You talk slick, but can you keep pace?"
I said, "Girl, watch my crocs, let me show you this race."
Details
GeneratedDec 15, 2025
Duration0:58
Style
banjo-infused, drill, 808-heavy with distorted kicks and sharp hi-hats, gritty, male vocals, rap, theme
Credits
Prompt byzentexprod
ModelAria v5
