Kentucky Mud Lyrics - Watermelon, Chicken And Gritz - 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 

Government homes be the cribs with the fun in it 

Pound of weed a couple of freaks and a gun in it 

City slick if you want but us we be slummin' it 

Rag 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 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 

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 

Was 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