Lyrics

[Intro] Pull up my truck, stick it in the mud Y'all better turn up, show some love We bring out all sides of town (Boondocks!) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down [Chorus] Well I pull up my truck, stick it in the mud (Come on!) Y'all better turn up, show some love Is any rednecks in the house? (Hell yeah!) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down Well I pull up my truck (Hey), y'all know what's up Everybody let me see you throw your hands up Now where the hell y'all at? (Boondocks) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down [Verse 1] Who needs a wench when my tires are feet deep in the ditch Drop it in low and I'm pullin' straight out of that bitch Now you know you can't see city lights from where I'm talkin' Just the headlights from rides and bonfires sparkin' And the smell of burnt fuel fills the air I got trucks and trailers lined up everywhere Got a lot food cookin', there's plenty to share Most of the girls ain't wearin' makeup and nobody cares We got a thousand acre lot and five days to play Plenty rain done fell on this Georgia red clay So crank up your buggy, four-wheeler, or Gator And make sure you got a snorkel on that carburetor We gettin' muddy, too deep for regular rides If it ain't a four by don't even come inside Just park at the entrance on the asphalt and rocks Don't dare try to ride through these boondocks [Chorus] Well I pull up my truck, stick it in the mud (Come on!) Y'all better turn up, show some love Is any rednecks in the house? (Hell yeah!) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down Well I pull up my truck (Hey), y'all know whats up Everybody let me see you throw your hands up Now where the hell y'all at? (Boondocks) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down [Verse 2] Longhorn Laramie Dodge, thirty-five hund' Duramax diesel, Z-71 King Ranch F250 with horsepower to kill CJ with KC lights on the roof and the grill Jet black Tundra with the PD pack Red rock, the whole window lets down the back And pull the tank uphill in two wheel And if that won't rip the pit then nothin' out of here will A lot of y'all like to argue over Ford or Chevy But as long as it sits up high and it's heavy It don't matter, (Yeah) I repeat it don't matter Mound up in your big truck and make mud splatter Don't listen to the chatter, live it if you love it And jack it up high so nobody can see above it And don't forget the ladder for the ladies to climb And turn your crew cab into a club at nighttime Come on [Chorus] Well I pull up my truck, stick it in the mud (Come on) Y'all better turn up, show some love Is any rednecks in the house? (Hell yeah!) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down Well I pull up my truck (Hey), y'all know what's up Everybody let me see you throw your hands up Now where the hell y'all at (Boondocks) Get your hands up 'cause it's about to go down [Verse 3] In-between mile markers five and six Take a left and drive straight back into the sticks Now a city boy might think he's goin' to hell But this is redneck heaven if you can't tell If you scared to get your clothes dirty don't come here 'Cause there ain't nobody lookin' at what you wear It's the boondocks baby, let me see you put your hands up, up 'Cause its about to go down [Outro] Pull up my truck, stick it in the mud Pull up, pull up my truck, stick it in the mud P-p-pull up my truck, stick it in the mud P-p-pull up my truck, stick it in the mud Redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck Re-re-redneck