Lyrics

[Intro] We turnin' all the way up 'Bout to get dirty (What's really?) We take that mud up in the club (It's ya boy, DJ Cannon Banyon) Like, Lord have mercy Don't get loose, get dirty (Yo) Don't get loose, get dirty (That's right) Don't get loose, get dirty Take the mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Franklin Embry) [Verse 1: Franklin Embry & DJ Cannon Banyon] Walk up in the spot takin' shots (Shots) Bourbon on the rocks watchin' little mama drop (Drop) Cannon got the knock, BBG on the box (Yeah) Aw, naw, hell naw, we ain't gon' stop (Nah) Jacked up like nights in Talladega (Skrrt) Sippin' Bulleit in the club, Kenny Omega (Yeah) Got the Jäger on deck with my rednecks (Rednecks) Gettin' muddy, buddy, hands on, we gon' flex (Flex) Pay no 'tention to the dress code, let's go (Go) Mossy Oak, 'cause you know we rockin' camo 808s and banjos, spittin' out this ammo (Yeah) I'm the type to put my tires on a Lambo (Haha) Bourbon boy, got the juice (Juice) Turnt up, gettin' loose (Loose) I been drinkin' since the womb so you better make room (Yeah) Frank the tank, yeah, I'm comin' through (3 And Twenty) [Verse 2: 3 And Twenty] They know when we step in, yo, it's the mud that we reppin' Gotta keep it d-d-d-dirty so they don't get the wrong impression Keep it poppin' with that whiskey, takin' shots to the dome See that sweet young thing? Already thinkin' of takin' her home First thang's first, I need to quench my thirst Take a swallow and holler, "Girl, throw that thang in reverse" Yeah, we know you like to flirt, I heard you like it rough (That's right) I can't promise it won't hurt, tell me when you had enough Yeah, it's dope, take a break, take a smoke, don't choke Jack and Coke in your throat, I just hope you can cope (Go) Knowin' you may never have another night like this Nothin' but that big mud slangin', ain't no need to resist Can't call it quits, last call, still an hour away And tomorrow is never promised, so we party today If you ready to keep it poppin', you feelin' the same way All my muddy freaks in the club, lemme hear ya say [Chorus: Shamu The Panda] We turn it all the way up (Word up) 'Bout to get dirty (That's right) We take that mud up in the club (In the club) Like, Lord, have mercy Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Don't get loose, get dirty Take the mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Young Gunner) [Verse 3: Young Gunner & DJ Cannon Banyon] They call me Young Gunner, I'm from the dirty, ya heard me? And I'm known to run these plays like I'm Kirby, your girly I be comin' out the backwood, smokin' on a fat 'Wood Sippin' on some act-good with DBG on black hoods (Yeah), Got a crew full of bandits Talkin' trash, will pull the tool, make you can it (Uhh), Plus I'm rockin' with Cannon And we all up in the club, know we down to do some damage Goin' loco like we Spanish, 'bout to tear the club up Muddy boots on 'cause we tear the mud up And these chicks be all up on us, I can tell they love us Middle fingers to the yuppies 'cause they fail to judge us Lo-lo-loco like we Spanish, 'bout to tear the club up (That's right) Muddy boots on 'cause we tear the mud up (Get 'em, get 'em) And these chicks be all up on us, I can tell they love us (Get 'em, get 'em) Middle fingers to the yuppies 'cause they fail to judge us (Get 'em, Mike Bama) [Verse 4: Mike Bama] Bama jamma, yellow hamma (Woo) Aw, hell, it's Mike Bama 'Bout to spit that country grammar Get these girls in they pajamas Come on, shawty, let's get naughty Hit the dance floor and shake that body Dip it down low then bring it back up Do it nice and slow, but don't get stuck One time for the one time, twice would be nice Booty so cold like it's carved from ice She workin' that pole like it saved her life And I don't know if she's a ho or somebody's wife But she's puttin' in work, lot of feelings gettin' hurt 'Cause she's rockin' double Ds in a see-through shirt With a booty like that, it's a gift and a curse But I bet I make her shake it when I spit this verse [Chorus: Shamu The Panda] We turn it all the way up (Word up) 'Bout to get dirty (Let's go) We take that mud in the club (In the club) Like, Lord, have mercy Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Don't get loose, get dirty Take the mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Teacher Preacher) [Verse 5: Teacher Preacher & DJ Cannon Banyon] Dirty, bring mud in the club Got my girl, so we makin' love in the club All these heffas want they booty rubbed in the club Drop it down low for the dub in the club D-D-Dub in the club Appalachia K, and you know it's true My Chevy sit on somethin', Lamb' 'bout to lose the roof I'm 'bout to hit a mud bog in a foreign coupe See, they can't pinch or hold me, I'm always on the move It's time to break the silence, can't nobody stop my shinin' Finally rhymin', spittin' diamonds in the midst of Georgia's finest I know they see the lion with the crown, yes, your highness A southern gentleman, these other rappers just vaginas We really can't deny it, party feelin' like a riot Mud in the club, what you know about it? Raise your hand higher to let me know it's fire It ain't no gettin' tired, we can do this all night (Camo Collins) [Verse 6: Camo Collins & DJ Cannon Banyon] Uhh, sippin' mud in the club Gon' fill up 'bout two or three cups Like, "What?" Stay poppin' like bub' Know we got what you need, keep what you love No shrugs and mean mugs, no fights or fuzz Just head nods, fist bumps, daps and hugs They always clap it up, yeah, that's what's up Come on in, hold on tight, yeah, fast enough 'Cause trust, that weirdness is always a must We turnin' all the way up 'til the speakers bust Like it's a field party, how we came to kick up dust But right now it's huntin' season, 'bout to call us some ducks Quack, quack, keep throwin' that back-back Show all them wet sittin' hens how to act Gettin' jacked off Jack and smashed just like a crash Have a blast, party hard 'til we blacked, that's a fact (Shamu, what you got for me?) [Chorus: Shamu The Panda] We turn it all the way up (Oh) 'Bout to get dirty (That's right) We take that mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Let's go) Don't get loose, get dirty Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Don't get loose, get dirty (Get dirty) Take the mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Samroc) [Verse 7: Samroc & T.J. Freeq] Yeah, sexy chub in the club, now Drinkin' liquor 'til it run out Shawty, when this place shut down Me and Freeq finna take it to the funhouse (TJ) Yeah, and we gon' smoke until it burn down Whole head spinnin' like a motherfuckin' turnstile If you never got crunk, you finna learn how Just wait until my homie break that white girl out Yeah, we gon' act a damn fool wit' it Run off in the camper with a few bitches Ain't a player, but the suit fit me Never known to be too picky Yeah, but we ain't choosin' shit We takin' everybody home, 'less you a stupid bitch But then again, we probably take you, too Even if yo' ass ain't too cute, we don't discriminate [Chorus: Shamu The Panda] We turn it all the way up 'Bout to get dirty (That's right) We take that mud in the club (Mud in the club) Like, Lord, have mercy Don't get loose, get dirty (DJ Cannon Banyon) Don't get loose, get dirty Don't get loose, get dirty Take the mud in the club Like, Lord, have mercy (Let's get it) [Outro: Shamu The Panda & DJ Cannon Banyon] Mud in the club, we dirty (Right) Mud in the club, we dirty (That's right) Cannon on the decks with some crazy rednecks Gettin' smashed like a demolition derby (Lord have mercy) Shoot the breeze Money club, DJ Cannon Banyon Let's go