Kentucky Mud (New Explicit Album Version) - Nappy Roots
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
That's the Nappy Boys
Travellin on the dirt road with Kentucky Mud
What's to love A Cadillac somethin
Like a DeVille it may be dubbed
Southbound headed back to the west
And DeVille downtown
I'm takin it to the flat hit up the Hollow back in J-Town
See my Cave folks got that grey pound
We hit the interstate
Straight be blowin like a freight train
Ain't tryna catch a case
We take the back road off in Glasgow
We can travel it with no hassle
Shoot through Roscoe
Back in A-Town like a king off in his castle
Homes be the cribs with the fun in it
Pound of w**d a couple of freaks and a gun in it
City slick if you want but us; we be slummin it
If ya have it and put crumbs in it
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Kentucky Mud Damn right folk nuttin but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin but slums
Kentucky Mud Damn right folk nuttin but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin but uhh
Kentucky Mud
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin' but shure
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin' but uhh
Simple life back to its hardest again
Farmer in the dell I'll be damned it's harvest again
Get it in get it in hey boy - cook it and eat it
Hit the bar for relaxation and a BAG of cheeba
Planes to catch shows to do reps to lose
LOTS of game nothin to lose payin the dues
Tryna get ours winnin to lose
Brought in the game
Then we was applied to the rules whoo
Back to the field with hustlers
Take anything and make work
We catch ya slippin
We just might get up and truck and take yours
These parts are packed with pimps
And the players hate on the gangsters
Take only what you make first
Bump to wake the neighbors
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin' but shure
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin' but uhh
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin but shure
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin' but uhh
Kentucky mud throw ya hands up put 'em together like this
C'mon c'mon nappy roots in thiswhoo
Kentucky mud is the yeah so throw ya hands up high high
Put 'em together like nappy roots in this whoo
Kentucky mud is the
Steak and 'tatas eggs and bacon
The rooster crowed so I know
It was time for me to awaken
Country livin
And the country cookin' in a country kitchen
Good intention and strong religion
It's a country tradition
Kicked to mud off my boots
And dust off my pants and
Just came from the ranch
But they swear we were gangsters
B stille and them be chillin'
Spendin' the time with our children
Finna mail off my stamps and we'll be grillin'
Step offa this Kentucky mud
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk get really live
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin but shure
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin' but uhh
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
Big truck roll through yeaga nuttin' but shure
Kentucky mud damn right folk nuttin' but love
And these blocks don't hold yeaga nuttin' but uhh