Kick Mud
This is for the four wheel Mud nut, jacked up Chevy truck
Rolling in Ford tough, creeping through them deep ruts
Music cranked full speed, moonshine fresh tree
Look they keg standing on the roof of that SUV
Trail ride slip 'n slide in my side by side
Ripping like a razor through a roll of Tennessee pines
Hanging by the lake, the bonfire, bound to make
All them country gals go crazy
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin' guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin'
Kick mud
All my lil' mud nuggets getting buck at the ball
Tell them city boys to kick mud off of the bar
Raising Cain in the lane, three foot of slop
And the machine it don't listen when you tell it to stop
True mud camo and some dirty jeans
Meat mud smothered, yeah, I put that on everything
Cotton mouth, boots Farmall hat
Now tell me that you ever see country like that
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin' then you can
Kick mud
It's Big John on the block
Better live ya life savings off an acre a crop
You all talk it, I walk every line that I spit
Keep it country for my kinfolk repping the Styx
Backwoods livin' produce flippin'
Pure bread American, southern, and simple
We're born to ride, livin' to die
Nothing standin' in our way when we're sittin' this high
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living' guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living then you can
Kick mud
Kick mud
Kick mud (South Creek)
Kick mud (down south)
Kick mud (Riverine)
Kick mud
Kick mud (Tennessee and Texas)
Kick mud (Florida)
Kick mud (Georgia)
Kick mud (all over the world)
Kick mud (all over the world)
Rolling in Ford tough, creeping through them deep ruts
Music cranked full speed, moonshine fresh tree
Look they keg standing on the roof of that SUV
Trail ride slip 'n slide in my side by side
Ripping like a razor through a roll of Tennessee pines
Hanging by the lake, the bonfire, bound to make
All them country gals go crazy
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin' guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin'
Kick mud
All my lil' mud nuggets getting buck at the ball
Tell them city boys to kick mud off of the bar
Raising Cain in the lane, three foot of slop
And the machine it don't listen when you tell it to stop
True mud camo and some dirty jeans
Meat mud smothered, yeah, I put that on everything
Cotton mouth, boots Farmall hat
Now tell me that you ever see country like that
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we livin' then you can
Kick mud
It's Big John on the block
Better live ya life savings off an acre a crop
You all talk it, I walk every line that I spit
Keep it country for my kinfolk repping the Styx
Backwoods livin' produce flippin'
Pure bread American, southern, and simple
We're born to ride, livin' to die
Nothing standin' in our way when we're sittin' this high
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living' guess what
Kick mud
35's sitting high my truck'll
Kick mud
Crawling through them slop pits my grips
Kick mud
Country livin' shine sippin' we all
Kick mud
If you don't like the way we living then you can
Kick mud
Kick mud
Kick mud (South Creek)
Kick mud (down south)
Kick mud (Riverine)
Kick mud
Kick mud (Tennessee and Texas)
Kick mud (Florida)
Kick mud (Georgia)
Kick mud (all over the world)
Kick mud (all over the world)
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Conner, John Lee Smith
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