Cypress Spring - Whose Truck Is That? lyrics

Man I was mindin' my own, headin' South on 79 Panama City bound, across the Bay County line Spring Break kicks off the night, it's just me and me boys lookin' for a good time In the home of sunshine and dark tan lines, pretty women and 4-Wheel Drives Cruisin' down the strip for miles and miles, and when we step out it's nothin' but some boots and thighs She likes mud on the paint but it shines so clean, she got straights to the motor and it sounds so mean 35's high heels, shes the mud diggin' queen, got em sayin' "Whose truck is that?" (x2) Well she was raised way back way back in the sticks, country cornbread fed yeah we like em big She gotta have a southern drawl, there's just somethin' s**y about a country girl yelling "Yee Haw!" If you know what I mean, wonder how she fit all that in them jeans The way she bends it over got 'em bustin' out of the seams She likes mud on the paint but it shines so clean, she got straights to the motor and it sounds so mean 35's high heels, shes the mud diggin' queen, got em sayin' "Whose truck is that?" (x2) She had them long legs like straight pipes, blind you with her headlights Couple shots she always gets you home on them late nights Six foot bed never gotta be made, when shes all revved up she can do it for days She gets dirty like it's 4-Low but rides so clean I put some miles on her hair when I fill her with the Diesel When I fill her with the diesel (x2) She likes mud on the paint but it shines so clean, she got straights to the motor and it sounds so mean 35's high heels, shes the mud diggin' queen, got em sayin' "Whose truck is that?" (x2) *** Thanks Jacob for the lyrics