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High up where the pine trees bend
A trail so steep it'll never end
No signs no maps no GPS
Just whispers of a place where the wild confess
Boot prints in the mud
A lantern glow
Knock three times
Then the code you know
It's a word so filthy it'll make you blush
But the bassline drops
And the room goes hush
Moonshine pours in mason jars
Dollar bills dance like falling stars
Mountain grind
Mountain grind
Secrets locked where the backwoods shine
Twerk to the rhythm
Leave it all behind
Mountain grind
Mountain grind
Banjos strum over 808 beats
Booty shakes
And the floorboard creaks
A pole in the middle
Carved from oak
Smoke so thick
You might just choke
No velvet rope
Just a shadowed door
Pass the test
They'll show you more
The DJ spins with a devil's grin
Where sin starts
And the saints give in
Mountain grind
Mountain grind
Secrets locked where the backwoods shine
Twerk to the rhythm
Leave it all behind
Mountain grind
Mountain grind