By the end of the war years, Douglas had moved to California to work in the Kaiser naval shipyard as a government recruit. He soon became a central figure on the San Francisco/Oakland blues scene, and formed a band called the Lumberjacks in 1947. He became a fixture in the Bay Area clubs. Douglas' debut recordings were issued on the local Downtown label in 1948, and in 1949 he had a minor hit with "Mercury Boogie", subsequently renamed "Mercury Blues". The recording featured harmonica player Sidney Maiden, and Douglas accompanied his heartfelt vocal on a guitar loaned to him by Lowell Fulson. The Ford Motor Company bought the rights to the song in 1998.
The album Deadbeat Guitar And The Mississippi Blues (subtitled Street corner blues 'bout women and automobiles) states that this material was "collected" by Sam Eskin in Oakland in 1952. The album was issued possibly in 1954 or maybe 1956 which would make it one of the earliest blues records issued that wasn't a reissue of older material. As for Eskin, he was a folklorist who made field recordings between 1939 and 1969 and during this period made many cross-country trips from New York to California where he recorded American folk music.
Douglas continued to work as a laborer throughout the '50s and '60s, using music to supplement his income. By now a prolific songwriter, he recorded additional material for Arhoolie owner Chris Strachwitz in 1960-63. Some sides by Douglas with pal Sidney Maiden, appeared on the excellent compilation I Have To Paint My Face issued in 1960. Other material recorded by Strachwitz in 1961 was issued as two albums on the Bluesville label: Big Road Blues, his finest recording, and K.C.'s Blues. Douglas also backed bluesman Mercy Dee at about this time. Douglas went on to record for Fantasy towards the end of the 60's, but did not reach the height of his fame until 1970, when he appeared at the Berkeley Blues Festival. His final recordings were again recorded by Strachwitz in 1973 and 1974. In the 90's Arhoolie issued the CD Mercury Boogie collecting all the recordings from theses lengthy sessions. Douglas succumbed to a fatal heart attack in October 1975 at Berkeley. His body was taken back to Mississippi for burial at Pleasant Green Cemetery.
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K.C. 'Country Boy' Douglas Lyrics
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Hop outta coupe wit it, aye
Drop top out the roof with it, aye
Bad girls and they too wit it, aye
Hey, ah
Got cash on me, blue tented, aye
Trap phone and the tool wit it, aye
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it, aye
Hop outta coupe wit it, hey
Drop top out the roof with it, aye
Bad girls and they too wit it, aye
Hey, ah
Got cash on me, blue tented, aye
Trap phone and the tool wit it, aye
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it, aye
I might hop out of a ghost
Honestly nobody knows
I get to flexing, women be checking bruh I be doing the most
Yeah, ah
Got cash on me blue tented
Trap phone and the tool wit it
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it
Hundreds and fifty’s
She showing her titties
Went all through your city
She really don’t love you
She call me the plumber
She suck like a plunger
Got ass like a hummer
But still ain’t gon cuff you
I covered the atlas
My wrist show the status
Bad bitch on the mattress
I’m getting to comfortable
Just dropped the addy
Bad bitch with me Maddie
Said Hop on in the back seat
Ain’t know she was flexible, nah
I make insane amounts
Got a lotta paper, told you all Im on my paper route
Bitch just look at my bank account
I don’t have the time or patients to sit there and take it out
Got blue stripes on my faces now
When I walk inside the bank yeah they roll the red carpet out
That’s sum we gotta talk about
Don’t really fuck with red
They said that we can do blue instead
I said fuck it, let’s do then
I hit the booth again
I make like 2 off each track I send
I said Bring out the bikes again
I got them pipes again
Nobody know what I’m riding in
I pull up in a 4 door and leave with a chauffeur, fuck it nigga maybe a coupe
Chain bustin’ dripping water I stay flooding like Niagara, the middle of june
Hey,
Hop outta coupe wit it, aye
Drop top out the roof with it, aye
Bad girls and they too wit it, aye
Hey, ah
Got cash on me, blue tented, aye
Trap phone and the tool wit it, aye
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it, aye
Hey, ah
Hop outta coupe wit it, hey
Drop top out the roof with it, aye
Bad girls and they too wit it, aye
Hey, ah
Got cash on me, blue tented, aye
Trap phone and the tool wit it, aye
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it, aye
I might hop out of a ghost
Honestly nobody knows
I get to flexing, women be checking bruh I be doing the most
Yeah, ah
Got cash on me blue tented
Trap phone and the tool wit it
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it
These lyrics are from the chorus of a rap song that heavily focuses on the materialistic values of the rapper's lifestyle. The artist is bragging about his wealth and the things that come with it, specifically his car and the women that come along with it. He mentions how he has a "trap phone and the tool wit it," suggesting that he is involved in illegal activities such as drug trafficking. He also mentions how he's "bout that boy I'm too wit it," indicating that he is ready to confront anyone who challenges him.
The song is an embodiment of the trap music genre- a sub-genre of hip-hop originating in the Southern United States that is characterized by its use of 808 drums, heavy bass, and dark, moody themes. The lyrics of trap music typically focus on the struggles of poverty and the desire for wealth and material possessions.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey,
The artist begins the song with a greeting.
Hop outta coupe wit it, aye
I am stepping out of my car with style and confidence.
Drop top out the roof with it, aye
I have a convertible car and I am showing off by opening the roof.
Bad girls and they too wit it, aye
I am with attractive women who are cool and confident like me.
Hey, ah
The artist adds a vocal sound to transition to the next lyric.
Got cash on me, blue tented, aye
I have money on me that I am keeping private with tinted windows.
Trap phone and the tool wit it, aye
I have a phone for illicit activity and a weapon with me for protection.
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it, aye
I am a tough guy who is prepared to handle any situation.
Hey, ah
The artist adds a vocal sound to transition to the next lyric.
I might hop out of a ghost
I may get out of a luxurious Rolls Royce car.
Honestly nobody knows
My movements are unpredictable and secretive.
I get to flexing, women be checking bruh I be doing the most
I show off my wealth and accessories, and women are impressed with my actions.
Yeah, ah
The artist adds a vocal sound to transition to the next lyric.
Hundreds and fifty’s
I carry large amounts of cash in my pockets, including $100 and $50 bills.
She showing her titties
A woman is exposing her breasts in front of me.
Went all through your city
I have travelled through and explored your town or city.
She really don’t love you
The woman with me is not interested in the man who is listening.
She call me the plumber
She refers to me as someone who can fix her problems and satisfy her needs.
She suck like a plunger
She is willing to give me oral sex enthusiastically.
Got ass like a hummer
The woman has a large and curvy butt like the car brand Hummer.
But still ain’t gon cuff you
Despite her interest in me, she is not going to commit to a serious relationship with me.
I covered the atlas
I have traveled to many places and have a lot of experience in the world.
My wrist show the status
The expensive watch on my wrist represents my wealth and social status.
Bad bitch on the mattress
There is an attractive woman in my bed right now.
I’m getting to comfortable
I feel relaxed and at ease with my situation.
Just dropped the addy
I have shared the location of where I am right now.
Bad bitch with me Maddie
I am with a hot girl whose name is Maddie.
Said Hop on in the back seat
She invited me to get in the back seat of the car.
Ain’t know she was flexible, nah
I did not expect her to be so physically flexible in the car.
I make insane amounts
I earn an incredible and ridiculous amount of money.
Got a lotta paper, told you all Im on my paper route
I have a lot of money and I am constantly making more through business ventures.
Bitch just look at my bank account
I am so wealthy that she can simply look at my bank account to see how much I have.
I don’t have the time or patients to sit there and take it out
I am too busy and impatient to count and handle cash physically.
Got blue stripes on my faces now
I have new tattoos of blue stripes on my face.
When I walk inside the bank yeah they roll the red carpet out
I receive a special VIP treatment at the bank because of my wealth.
That’s sum we gotta talk about
My success and money is worth discussing and admiring.
Don’t really fuck with red
I do not like the color red.
They said that we can do blue instead
I suggested using the color blue instead of red.
I said fuck it, let’s do then
I decided to go with the idea of using blue.
I hit the booth again
I am going back into the recording studio to work on more music.
I make like 2 off each track I send
I earn around $2 for every music track that I send out.
I said Bring out the bikes again
I suggested to bring out the motorcycles again for riding.
I got them pipes again
I have motorcycles with loud exhaust pipes once more.
Nobody know what I’m riding in
I am secretive about the kind of vehicle I am riding or traveling in.
I pull up in a 4 door and leave with a chauffeur, fuck it nigga maybe a coupe
I arrive in a four-door car but then leave later with a personal driver, or maybe even a sports car.
Chain bustin’ dripping water I stay flooding like Niagara, the middle of june
I am wearing expensive diamond chains, and I am so wealthy that I am comparable to the overflowing Niagara Falls.
I might hop out of a ghost
I may get out of a luxurious Rolls Royce car.
Honestly nobody knows
My movements are unpredictable and secretive.
I get to flexing, women be checking bruh I be doing the most
I show off my wealth and accessories, and women are impressed with my actions.
Yeah, ah
The artist adds a vocal sound to end the song.
Got cash on me blue tented
I have money on me that I am keeping private with tinted windows.
Trap phone and the tool wit it
I have a phone for illicit activity and a weapon with me for protection.
I’m bout that boy I’m too wit it
I am a tough guy who is prepared to handle any situation.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Corey Carter, Demetri Fincher
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