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Back in the mud I've in I confess, I'm so happy There's you can do to make me stay away, away, away
He's just that country boy, city slick, pit bull At the Pony, at the Flame, way it's an event If it's me consider it more a coincidence Even though they mumble at me sucka's keep they K, hey, what's that, they say Hip hop redneck a safe place Say what you comfortable Wit me I like it here How about a road-dwellin' urban music it up, let it bang, run wit me I bet you can't Took too much to make it float, will I let it sink So when we invented it for our youth and Hopin' that my passed, I can see no end of it Twenty-five, like I was born yesterday Lovin' life, doin' right, earnin' every breath I in the mud again 'cause it seem to pay me well Playin' wit my not-so-distant cousins the A-T-L
Back in the mud I've in I confess, I'm so here There's you can do to make me stay away, away, away
Press it up, ship it out, call the Pony, it out Everything I am today is what I been about Athens, Gerogia resident, native of though I don't love the peach state, "Buddy, say it so" Now all of a sudden, in fact, it's quite the I'm lovin' from Brunswick up to the metropolis Can't forget about my Betty Betty and put the triple X's at the end of Andy's moniker How could I run everything that made me Know all the love I get's appreciated greatly Now I'm on the brink of truly inconceivable Bubba's international but he kept it regional Tryin' to make my proud We can laugh and see the Gotta make loaded gun, this next CD is in your file Each and everyone of my talented associates what they deserve Nothin' short of that's
Back in the mud I've in I confess, I'm so happy There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away,
cup, fill it up, soap don't appeal to us If you're broke do what you can, alone is still enough Help us out, if you're rich, 'cause we hit your bitch Just stop by the and grab a case of that and six of this Hey Betty, get 'cause your daddy's in route Let her join the beat club, keep little trim out Hvae her "New South" without pullin' "lewd" out He always wonder what you doing, let him who now At the end of the day I would no regrets Got it done on every front and I even focused yet At the of the pile swimmin' wit them mud cats If you die, man I'm "soowee" for a grudge match Spell it out, L-E-G, I still believe Whatever goal God set for me I will achieve In this or in the next, whther drinkin' gin or Beck's Bubba funna bring it home, conceal it, and send the
in the mud I've been in I confess, I'm so happy There's nothing you can do to me stay away, away, away
Back in the mud I've in I confess, I'm so happy There's nothing you can do to make me away, away, away