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We ride mudgrips on everything
Camouflage on everything
A little redneck on everything
Get up, get up
We ride mudgrips on everything
Camouflage on everything
A little redneck on everything
Get up, get up
Dip in my lip, 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 snapping mower
It's not just a trend, it's how we show our pride
To have them big mud grips spinning on our ride
We got the camo on the side with the speakers being 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 cuties
Ya'll 24's ain't nothing, these 44's are running
Got a foot up on the gas, shot of nitrous, we ain't humming
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
We ride mudgrips on everything
Camouflage on everything
A little redneck on everything
Get up, get up
We ride mudgrips on everything
Camouflage on everything
A little redneck on everything
Get up, get up
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 riding
The mossy oak, realtree, they both show the real me
Country to the bone, like chasing after real me
Buck'n'billit tattoos, camouflage, matthews, camouflage 12 gauge
For all games, it's bad news
Riding on a big wheels, cuttin' through the fields
Heading for a crowd, whose know to keep it real
Where we sleep at, relax, and we drink a few
To the camouflage cutie, I've been thinking of you
Gon' fire it up, thrash, throw some gas on it