[Intro] [Fast rhythmic banjo plucking kicks in] [Foot stompin and acoustic guitar strum] [Female Singer, Thick NC Drawl] Well hey there boys... [Female Singer] Let's talk bout that skillin... [Female Singer] Let a real Carolina girl show ya how to handle those points... ahahaha [Verse 1] [Female Singer, Slow drawl] Now I start real low down in the customisation tier Underwear locked so I can walk around without gear But when I climb up higher honey things get real sweet I'm maxin' out that thrifty duplicator makin' copies of my meat Craft speed is gettin' faster when I touch that tinkerer line Double up my armor slots and squeeze 'em real tight and fine And if you think my little base is safe just wait till you've seen Me push up my levels just to get that flippable turret machine Oh I turn them big guns upside down right on the ceiling floor To blast you dirty raiders when you step inside mah door [Whisper slowly] Oh my. that's a sweet gun! Can i touch it? [Chorus] [Banjos driving hard] Oh pick your skills raight boy and do it real slow Slap them points in the tree and watch my southern girl show We abuse them sweet buffs and we make the server cry Gettin' sexy with the stats leavin' that gun dry [Verse 2] [Female Singer, Naughty chuckle] Now let's talk about the cookin' tree I know you like to eat I got that iron stomach honey and I love a piece of meat Glutton metabolism boost makes me hungry for some more But it's the tea party skill that keeps me dynamic on the floor I drink them pure ore teas and make the duration last all night Holdin' onto my big bonuses and squeezin' 'em real tight And if you want a little taste of my sweet southern spice I'll upgrade my workbench till the refund feels real nice Makin' macgyver free repairs with a wiggle and a smirk Watchin' all you sweaty chads doin' all the handy work [Whisper slowly] Oops, i dropped it. Im just gonna bend over... [Chorus] [Banjos driving hard] Oh pick your skills raight boy and do it real slow Slap them points in the tree and watch my southern girl show We abuse them sweet buffs and we make the server cry Gettin' sexy with the stats leavin' that gun dry [Verse 3] [Female Singer, Winking delivery] But when it comes to combat sugar that's my favorite part I take that drum mag upgrade and I shoot you through the heart Extended mags on my custom SMG feelin' real big and long Sprayin' bullets down the road while I ride my ride along And if you try to shoot me back you're fixin' to get a fright I got that ricochet shield reflect operational tonight Bouncin' your own ammo back raight into your little face While I use my sixth sense awareness to locate your raid base Vampiric tendencies mean I'm lickin' up your health Leavin' you completely broke and stealin' all your wealth [Bridge] [Slow banjo breakdown] [Voice gets quiet and sexy] Mmm... and if you think you're safe underwater in the deep... I'm an expert ichthyologist while you are fast asleep... Bite speed bonus means I'm tuggin' on your line... Catchin' extra loot and spendin' currency that's mine... [Verse 4] [Tempo speeds up to maximum redneck energy] Oh I reach level eighty-two and get that ultimate build craft Unlock rocket guidance and blast you on your little raft Industrial overlord controls my pipes and my machines I'm the dirtiest redneck queen this server's ever seen Better TC privileges keep me locked up nice and tight So come and try to raid me boy I'm layin' here all night [Whisper slowly] What's that boy? You scared of little me? [Outro] [Furious banjo solo and hollering] Yeah flip them turrets boy Slap that drum mag in Ahahaha... that's how a Carolina girl wins [Big final acoustic strum and banjo twang] [Audio cuts out]
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