[Chorus: Nate Kenyon]
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is

[Verse 1: Uncle Snap]
Got that square body sittin' way up high
All the folks know that's the way we ride
If you can't go should've stayed inside
That's how we roll 'til the day we die
Fear or nothin' you gotta be
No reverse is the policy
If you ain't scared then follow me
Let's hit that hole no apology
Hit 'em in the middle with [?]
Razor up a little and walk them tires
Walkin' like a dog and let it glide
Double it up and let it fly
Only the strong at the end of the day
Them city boys done [?]
They packin' it up and they ready to stay
Them country girls out and they ready to play
You should take a ride in the front seat of my Chevy
Way out where the mud gets heavy and water up to your belly
So load it up and let's lock it in
Four-Low and let's drop it in
No backin' up or stoppin' them
Them Lac boys 'bout to rock again
[Chorus: Nate Kenyon]
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is

[Verse 2: Nate Kenyon]
Wanna talk about kickin' up mud, kick it
Talk about hittin' that hole, hit it
Swearin' up and down that you won't, swing it
Bitch you get it and gone, get it
Get it, get it, keep revvin' that engine
Wait, put it in drive though
Hold up, what's wrong? You scared?
Too afraid to go where I go?
My truck high up like a jet plane while yours wishin' we got a little less rain
Yes I dive headfirst like it's no thing
While you reverse runnin' like a campaign
Bog in my sleep, for you it's too deep
My truck and that radio head just creep
Rollin' like ease like it does on the street
You should return that shit if you got a receipt
Get your money back play boy
That's Tonka, nothin' but a play toy
And I ain't playin' around around here
I go down, do down, this ain't no game boy
The proof is in the pudding and my ride is bananas
And your shit just ain't up to standards
[Chorus: Nate Kenyon]
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is

[Verse 3: Rooster]
That shit deep, spool it, go
The more you think the more you pose
Got these folks thinkin' you a badass
Don't joke that that it's daddy's cash
Sadly had to get on these dudes
But you pay somebody you ain't got no tools
Just one rule make it all the way through
Still wanna bet, oh you know Hugh?
You damn right got that muddy buckin' Bronco
Sittin' so high, city folks gon' need a poncho
I go where I wanna go like Geronimo
Dirty, filthy, nasty, bastard 'bout to dive off in your hole
Shit lets toss some Turkey, gettin' dirty's my perversion
It's a learnin' curve for most but me it's no worries
I was raised around here, a rowdy, rebel, redneck boy
I got my title, get you one and we can bet that, boy
[Chorus: Nate Kenyon]
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
Where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is
If you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this, 'bout this
If you really, if you really 'bout this
Put your muddy, put your muddy where your mouth is