*Chorus*
We ride mudgrips on Everything
Camoflauge on everything
A little redneck on Everything
Get Up, Get up
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Dip in my lick, mudjug in the holder
Strawberry wine dime, leanin on my shoulder
Baby boy riding wood, grips on his stroller
I even had a set on my old snappin mower
It's not just a trend, it's how we show our pride
To have them big mud grips spinnin on our ride
We got the camo on the side with the speakers bein loud
Smoke stacks in the back and they pouring black clouds
Big on buggies, everybody muddy, I do city boys that tries these girls in your cutties
Ya'll 24's ain't nothing, these 44's are runnin
Got a foot up on the gas, shot of nitrous, we ain't hummin
I'm on, This country stuff
Yeah you know us rednecks, we were raised up rough
Yeah we hit the mud hole, with the gas open wide
Got my windshield wipers on, boy you know how we ride
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(x2)
Got a 12 on my wall, with a 10 right beside'em
Sheds on my back pourch, I walk the woods and them
Spotlight in my truck so at night I can blind'em
Swerving on them mud grips, dirt road ridin
The mossy oak, realtree, they both show the real me
Country to the bone, like chasin after real me
Buck'n'billit tattoos, camoflauge, matthews, camoflauge 12 gauge
For all game it's bad news
Ridin on a big wheels, cuttin through the fields
Headin for a crowd, whose know to keep it real
Where we sleep at, relax, and we drink a few
To the camoflauge cutie, i've been thinkin of you
Go'n fire it up, thrash, throw some gas on it
Imma fire up the truck and we will play some cash on it
Take a seat on the tailgate, and look around
There's mudgrips and moonshine, that's how we get down
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(x2)
Hey, D Thrash
See the camoflauge, see them mudgrips, you see'em mudjugs, and a lip full of dip
I'm a straight up redneck, far from the city
These are my woods, and my truck stays gritty
Ain't got no fear, cause i toke to hate
And I shot those deer so my folks can eat
Cause we live out here where there's no concrete
I drive a big truck and the gas ain't cheap
So I live my life by the stars and stripes
Being country don't matter if you're black or white
It's all about how you live your life
And when you get done wrong, and you still do right
We gotta stay tight, and close together
Through the thick and the thin and the stormy weather
Just remember when you're down and you need some help
Stay true to your roots and be yourself, cause you know we
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