[Intro] Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Yeah, you know what time it is Yeah, if its brown, its down Look like that freezers gettin low Ah, we cant have that Load em up boys, lets go [Verse 1 SMO] Ima bone splitta, ready for the winter Gone fore breakfast bringin home dinner Big buck huntin for a wall mount When Im in my tree stand waitin with my finger on the trigger It dont matter what season, I dont need a better reason Im a muzzle loader lover, and Im ready for the squeezin Im a Real Tree wrapped, Diamond compound bow With a bloodline pulled back ready to go [Chorus David Ray] Bone splitta, splittin bones Knockin down dinner and bringin it home All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo Bone splitta, scope on tune Squeezin my trigger til I hear that boom Clickclick boom, big buck getter Boy you better know Im a bone splitta You might also like[Verse 2 SMO] You know I use that Cold Blue to hide my scent I spend more on accessories than I do on my rent Come on Rollin down a goat trail lookin for a big lick Spottin mule dear droppins by an old rock fence Ahh shit Double back and cover my tracks Up ahead in the thick I see a grand prize rack There he is Catch my breath, make my aim One shot ringer, yeah, thats dead game Come on [Chorus David Ray] Bone splitta, splittin bones Knockin down dinner and bringin it home All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo Bone splitta, scope on tune Squeezin my trigger til I hear that boom Clickclick boom, big buck getter Boy you better know Im a bone splitta [Verse 3 Kalan Miller] Get me in the Millenium with that Mossy Oak on Got that ThompsonCenter with the [?] on Take a deep old breath and slowly look to my left A rack comin through the woods about to put him to rest Ima get the doe bleep on just to draw him on in Its full rutt hell be movin on in All these accessories I got you know Im in it to win Im rockin scent killa catch you just down wind Stepped bout a hundred yards finally got in the clear Dropped tines [?] stickin in his ear I hear the train in my head, heart beatin out my chest So I slowly squeeze the trigger let [?] do the rest [Verse 4 SMO David Ray] I got the fourwheeler loaded with the kill of the year Take it back to the camp, celebrate with a cold beer Tag it, wear it, claim my prize Smells like we havin venison for dinner tonight, night Yeah, the country done gone soft if you ask me I mean damn if youre gonna take my guns Over my dead body Oh you better know Im a bone splitta You say huntin is a blood sport Yeah, its in my blood alright And Im damn proud of it One shot winner yeah thats that [?] Come on [Chorus David Ray] Bone splitta, splittin bones Knockin down dinner and bringin it home All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo Bone splitta, scope on tune Squeezin my trigger til I hear that boom Clickclick boom, big buck getter Boy you better know Im a bone splitta
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