Back In The Mud

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 1, 2, 3, Let's go
 Back in the mud I've been in
 I confess, I'm so happy here
 There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away
 He's just that country boy, city slick, pit bull temperament
 At the Pony, at the Flame, either way it's an event
 If it's me consider it more than a coincidence
 Even though they mumble at me sucka's keep they distances
 Barber K, hey, what's that, they say
 Hip hop redneck that's a safe place
 Say what makes you comfortable
 Wit me 'cause I like it here
 How about a road-dwellin' urban music pioneer
 Turn it up, let it bang, run wit me I bet you can't
 Took too much to make it float, never will I let it sink
 So when we invented it for our youth and generous
 Hopin' that my moment passed, I can see no end of it
 Twenty-five, livin' like I was born yesterday
 Lovin' life, doin' right, earnin' every breath I take
 Standin' in the mud again 'cause it seem to pay me well
 Playin' wit my not-so-distant cousins from the A-T-L
 Aaah
 Back in the mud I've been in
 I confess, I'm so happy here
 There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away
 Press it up, ship it out, call the Pony, rent it out
 Everything I am today is really what I been about
 Athens, Gerogia resident, native of LaGrange though
 I don't love the peach state, "Buddy, say it ain't so"
 Now all of a sudden, in fact, it's quite the opposite
 I'm lovin' y'all from Brunswick up to the metropolis
 Can't forget about my Betty Betty and DaLonica
 They put the triple X's at the end of Andy's moniker
 How could I run from everything that made me
 Know that all the love I get's appreciated greatly
 Now I'm on the brink of something truly inconceivable
 Bubba's international but still he kept it regional
 Tryin' to make my mama proud
 We can laugh and see the smile
 Gotta make sure loaded gun, this next CD is in your file
 Each and everyone of my talented associates get's what they deserve
 Nothin' short of that's appropriate
 Back in the mud I've been in
 I confess, I'm so happy here
 There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away
 Kitchen cup, fill it up, soap don't appeal to us
 If you're broke do what you can, that alone is still enough
 Help us out, if you're rich, 'cause we funna hit your bitch
 Just stop by the store and grab a case of that and six of this
 Hey Betty, get ready 'cause your daddy's in route
 Let her join the beat club, keep that little trim out
 Hvae her screamin' "New South" without pullin' "lewd" out
 He always wonder what you doing, let him wonder who now
 At the end of the day I would have no regrets
 Got it done on every front and I ain't even focused yet
 At the bottom of the pile swimmin' wit them mud cats
 If you die, man I'm pullin' "soowee" for a grudge match
 Spell it out, L-E-G, E-N-D I still believe
 Whatever goal God set for me indeed I will achieve
 In this life or in the next, whther drinkin' gin or Beck's
 Bubba funna bring it home, conceal it, and send the checks
 Back in the mud I've been in
 I confess, I'm so happy here
 There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away
 Back in the mud I've been in
 I confess, I'm so happy here
 There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away