Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Muddy Muddy , by - Demun Jones. Song from the album Jones County, in the genre КантриRelease date: 09.06.2014
Record label: Average Joes Entertainment
Song language: English
The Muddy Muddy |
| Mount up if you got a big truck |
| That’s Jones in your speaker boy, better turn it up (up) |
| You know it ain’t a party if the trucks ain’t muddy |
| If the system ain’t bumpin' if somebody ain’t bloody |
| The muddy muddy |
| Give it up, camo, dip, ride, pack of peaches in my four wheel drive |
| Black, yoda, high, ridin' my hometown I can’t hide |
| Stack vocals, just right, oh you know country folk can sho' rhyme |
| Lean out to the side and get a swig of real moonshine |
| Real Tree, camo covered, muddy sneakers ladies love it |
| Braised hat, other puppies, muddy south ain’t for yuppies |
| Dirt road, riding daily, night time we shinin' maybe |
| You can ride, don’t tell nobody, we ain’t tryina get locked up |
| Mount up if you got a big truck |
| That’s Jones in your speaker boy, better turn it up (Up) |
| You know it ain’t a party if the trucks ain’t muddy |
| If the system ain’t bumpin' if somebody ain’t bloody |
| The muddy muddy |
| We don’t need no dance floor to get this thing jumpin' |
| 'Cause the bed of my big black truck keeps em' comin' |
| Dixie dimes on the back, all 10's you best believe |
| It’s your buddy from the muddy, so don’t hate me |
| Sleep 'til noon, and refill the Igloo |
| Sodas if you don’t brew, if you do bottle of Jager |
| (Oh dear god mud digger flow goes hard) |
| Yes ma’am, you heard right, mud tight |
| Get lit like a ball field all night |
| Cut off skimpy, shake it like a pom pom |
| Mud digger beat, come get some |
| Mount up if you got a big truck |
| That’s Jones in your speaker boy, better turn it up (Up) |
| You know it ain’t a party if the trucks ain’t muddy |
| If the system ain’t bumpin' if somebody ain’t bloody |
| The muddy muddy |
| Heart of Georgia, Jones county, country boys living rowdy |
| Rep your woods, raise your right, fly Old Glory on the side |
| If you proud then salute, aim your guns up and shoot |
| Rifle rack in the back, 308 and a double deuce |
| Now I’m back in the muddy, back in the truck |
| Droppin' it low, we never stuck |
| Nice ride but mine is better, platinum package saddle leather |
| Cowgirls come on in, plenty of room, bring your friends |
| Cab issues we fillin' it up, muddy south we livin' it up |
| Mount up if you got a big truck |
| That’s Jones in your speaker boy, better turn it up (Up) |
| You know it ain’t a party if the trucks ain’t muddy |
| If the system ain’t bumpin' if somebody ain’t bloody |
| The muddy muddy |
| Mount up if you got a big truck |
| That’s Jones in your speaker boy, better turn it up (Up) |
| You know it ain’t a party if the trucks ain’t muddy |
| If the system ain’t bumpin' if somebody ain’t bloody |
| The muddy muddy |
| Now I’m back in the muddy, back in the truck-truck-truck |
| Back-back in the muddy, back in the truck-truck-truck |
| Now I’m back in the muddy, back in the truck |
| Droppin' it low, droppin' it low |
| Never stuck, never stuck, never stuck, never stuck |