trunk funk and the cadillac donk
puff skunk in the back of the donk
trunk funk and the cadillac donk
puff skunk in the back of the donk
travelling on the dirt road with kentucky mud
what's to love? a cadillac somethin like a deville
i'm taking it to the flat
hit up the hollow back in j-town
see my kin folks got that grey pound
straight be blowing like a freight train
we take the back road off in glasgow
we can travel it with no hassle
back in a-town like a king off in his castle
homes be the cribs with the fun in it
if ya have it and put crumbs in it
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.!
simple life back to its hardest again
i'll be damned it's harvest again
hey boy - cook it and eat it
hit the bar for relaxation and a bag of cheeba
then we was applied to the rules
back to the field with hustlers
take anything and make work
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
kentucky mud throw ya hands up
put 'em together like this
kentucky mud is the shhhhh. yeah
so throw ya hands up high! high!
put 'em together like this
kentucky mud is the shhhhh. nappy roots
the rooster crowed so i know it was time for me to awaken *rooster call*
and the country cookin in a country kitchen
good intention and strong religion
kicked to mud off my boots and dust off my pants and
just came from the ranch but they swear we was
b. stille and them be chilling
spending the time with our children
finna mail off my stamps and we'll be grilling
step offa this kentucky mud.