[Verse 1] Out in the sticks, where banjos twang, Boots stomp dirt, where the fiddles sang, But up in the city, beware the glitz, Protect ya booty or get caught in the blitz. [Verse 2] P Diddy’s freak-off, where the champagne flows, Masked intentions under starlit shows, Katt Williams warning, with a southern drawl, "Tell Diddy NO, keep yo back off the wall." [Chorus] Down-home fiddle, keep alert for tricks, Booty’s in danger, gotta stay slick, Protect ya cheeks, when the party’s wild, Stay on guard, or get exiled. [Verse 3] Big city lights, where dreams ain’t sweet, Dose in the glass, gotta be discreet, Banjo's warning tugs at the strings, Booty’s at stake, in the bling-bling flings. [Bridge] Red solo cup, filled to the brim, Eyes wide open, don’t let it dim, From the barnyards to the cityscape, Protect your own, don’t fall for the bait. [Chorus] Down-home fiddle, keep alert for tricks, Booty’s in danger, gotta stay slick, Protect ya cheeks, when the party’s wild, Stay on guard, or get exiled.
