Back in the Mud

Lyrics

[Intro] One two, one two three, lets go [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away [Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx] It's just that country boy, city slick Hot boy, temperament Add the pony, add the flame Either way it's an event If it's me consider it Pardon the coincidence, even though they mumble at me Suckers keep they distances Bu-bba, Kay Hey What's that they say Hip hop redneck that's a safe place Say what makes you comfortable With me cause I like it here How about a rural dwelling, urban music pioneer Turn it up, let it bang Run with me, I bet you can't Took too much to make it float Never will I let it sink So we reinvented it Boy are we generous Hoping that my moment pass I can see the end of it 25 years of life, I was born yesterday Loving life, doing right, earning every breath I take Standing in the mud again, cause it seems to pay me well Playing with my not so distance cousins from the ATL AHHH.. [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away [Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx] Ah Yea, Ah Yea Press it up Ship it out Call the pony Rent it out Everything I am today Is what I've really what I've been about Athens Georgia Resident Native of LaGrange though "I don't love the Peach State" -- buddy say it ain't so Naw, Sir, In fact it's quite the opposite I'm loving y'all from Brunswick, Up to the metropolis Can't forget about my Betty Betty and DaLonica That put them triple X's at the end of Andy's moniker How can I run from, everything that made me Knowing all the love I get is appreciated greatly Now witness something truly inconceivable Bubba International, but still he kept it regional Trying to make my momma proud We can laugh and see the smile Gotta make sure this next CD is the fire Making sure everyone one of my talented associates gets what they deserve Nothing short that's appropriate yeah [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away [Verse 3: Bubba Sparxxx] Get ya cup, fill it up Sober don't appeal to us But if your broke, do what you can't that alone still enough Help us out if your rich, cause we finna' pitch a bitch Just stop by the store and grab a case of that, a six of this Hey Betty get it ready, cause you daddy's en route Let her join the Beat Club, beat that lil trim out Have her screaming New South, with out pulling loot out He always wonder what you doing, let him wonder who now At the end of the day, I will have no regrets Got it done on every front, and I ain't even focused yet At the bottom of the pond, swimming with them mud cats If you dive I'm pulling "sooie" for a grudge match Spell It out L-E-G-E-N-D, I still believe What ever goal God set for me, indeed I will achieve Either in this life, for in the next Whether drinking Gin or Becks Bubba fin, to bring it home, still you can send a check [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away Back in the mud again, I confess, I'm so happy here There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away