Big Smo - Meet Me In The Mud lyrics

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Big Smo - Meet Me In The Mud lyrics

[Verse 1:] Kinfolk Where your trucks at Where your side by sides Jack em up one time If you wanna meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud Meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud, mud, mud If you wanna meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud Meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud, mud, mud Yeah from the hot and muddy To the cold and dusty baby We gettin in the mud holes and back wood trails Coast to coast Jack them up let’s roll Kinfolk, hey Mister mud boss Packed in the truck it’s time to get lost We’re fifty deep jacked up in the back wood Cooler full of Pabst blue ribbon yeah we all good The mud part pumping My people piling in We stick it to the back Cross grand daddy’s pen Side by side Sideways in the high life Sippin shine, blowing on something out of High Times We’re knee deep baby Come and get it with me I got my top throwed off K 5 Chevy big block revving Once the tires grip sink em off in the deep end Don’t let them get stripped Four wheel drive pull us up out the muck You got something on your mind Go and get stuck With some of the women getting bucked Off at my ride Time to take it back to the camp by the moonlight [Chorus:] Bonfire lit up to the sky, party Mud to the fitness when we ride, shorty Dirt trail living is the life for me Lordy, holler, if you wanna meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud Meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud, mud, mud If you wanna meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud Meet me in the mud Meet me in the mud, mud, mud, mud, mud [Verse 2:] I done see the best of the best Eat the mud getting thrown off Looking like a pen full of hogs in a slop trough Spinning wide open in a puddle of muck And don’t think for a second getting stuck in my truck I got 35 gripping Fresh mud dripping Four [?] for the dirt tread slipping All the women tripping just to ride my side And take them down that bumpy road in my four wheel drive I hear them back wood boys out raising hell Gripping through the out cutting them trails Chasing high speed tail all the way to the mud club Crank another cold one and find me some mud love I need a bathtub but I ain’t even tripping We down by the river I just tripping and dipping And I get back to my mission Party with my kinfolk Bout to load up and get stuck in a mudhole [Chorus]

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