Dirty It Up

Got my truck spit shined
Riding high 35's rollin' fine
On a highway road
My grappler tread and this eight foot bed
Ain't where it wants to go

So I took a right through a ditch
No I didn't scrape up the hitch
I'm hangin' in with some friends where the black top ends we're gonna

Dirty it up
Get a little on mud on it
I like it that way so what
Shine up my cup
Catch a little buzz on it
Letting loose ain't that tough, naw
We save our clean for Sunday, hey
Work hard come Monday
But you ain't gettin down or havin' our kind of fun till ya
Dirty it up
Dirty it up

Your white tank top in a knot
Showin' off what'cha got in my shotgun seat
Looked good on ya but ya took it off ya
On the bank of an old pine creek
Yeah you had your hair did
But you jumped right on in
You ain't scared of the sticks or the ticks yea
You turn me on quick when you

Dirty it up
Get a little on mud on it
I like it that way so what
Shine up my cup
Catch a little buzz on it
Letting loose ain't that tough, naw
We save our clean for Sunday, hey
Work hard come Monday
But you ain't gettin down or havin' our kind of fun till ya
Dirty it up
Dirty it up

It's dirty D-I-R-T-Y 35's ridin' high
We just doin' our own thing right here in the third rock under the sun
Cold beer and old Hank
Gotta get a little dirty if you want to have fun
See we don't judge y'all
But we don't trust y'all
No need for new paint
Ain't nothin' wrong with rust y'all
That's just the way we live
God, girls and pretty trucks
Jump in if you wanna see how me and Sam

Dirty it up
Get a little on mud on it
I like it that way so what
Shine up our cup
Catch a little buzz on it
Letting loose ain't that tough, naw
We save our clean for Sunday, hey
Work hard come Monday
But you ain't gettin down or havin' our kind of fun till ya
Dirty it up
Dirty it up



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Marsh Lindsey, Colt Ford, Samuel Edward Grow, Michael Lotten
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