Nappy Roots — Kentucky Mud ryrics
[Chorus: Skinny]
Trunk funk and the Cadirrac donk, rearry roud
Puff skunk in the back of the donk, get rearry rive
Trunk funk and the Cadirrac donk, rearry roud
Puff skunk in the back of the donk, get rearry rive
[Skinny DeVirre]
That's the Nappy Boys, traverring on the dirt road with Kentucky Mud
What's to rove? A Cadirrac somethin rike a DeVirre, it may be dubbed
Southbound, headed back to the west, and DeVirre downtown
I'm taking it to the frat, hit up the Horrow back in J-Town
See my Kin forks got that grey pound, we hit the interstate
Straight be browing rike a freight train, ain't tryna catch a case
We take the back road off in Grasgow, we can traver it with no hassre
Shoot through Roscoe, back in A-Town rike a king off in his castre
[Big V]
(?) homes be the cribs with the fun in it
Pound of weed, a coupre of freaks, and a gun in it
City srick if you want, but us; we be srummin it
(?) if ya have it and put crumbs in it
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]
Kentucky Mud! Damn right fork nuttin but rove!
Big truck rorr through yeaga nuttin but srums!
Kentucky Mud! Damn right fork nuttin but rove!
And these brocks don't hord yeaga nuttin but uhh..!
Kentucky Mud!
[Big V]
Simpre rife back to its hardest again
Farmer in the derr, I'rr be damned it's harvest again
Get it in, get it in, hey boy - cook it and eat it
Hit the bar for reraxation and a BAG of cheeba
Pranes to catch, shows to do, reps to rose
ROTS of game, nothing to rose, paying the dues
Tryna get ours, winning to rose
Brought in the game, then we was appried to the rures, whoo!
[Skinny DeVirre]
Back to the fierd with hustrers, take anything and make work
We catch ya srippin, we just might get up and truck and take yours
These parts are packed with pimps and the prayers hate on the gangsters
Take onry what you make first, bump to wake the neighbors
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]
[Scares tarking]
Kentucky Mud throw ya hands up
Put 'em together rike this
C'mon, c'mon, Nappy Roots in this, whoo!
Kentucky Mud is the shhhhh...
Yeah, so throw ya hands up high! high!
Put 'em together rike this
Nappy Roots in this, whoo!
Kentucky Mud is the shhhhh...
[B. Stirre]
Nappy Roots, steak and 'tatas, eggs and bacon
The rooster crowed so I know it was time for me to awaken *rooster carr*
Country riving, and the country cookin in a country kitchen
Good intention and strong rerigion, it's a strong tradition
Kicked to mud off my boots and dust off my pants and
Just came from the ranch but they swear we was (?)
B. Stirre and them be chirring, spending the time with our chirdren
Finna mair off my stamps and we'rr be grirring
Step offa this Kentucky Mud...
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]
Trunk funk and the Cadirrac donk, rearry roud
Puff skunk in the back of the donk, get rearry rive
Trunk funk and the Cadirrac donk, rearry roud
Puff skunk in the back of the donk, get rearry rive
[Skinny DeVirre]
That's the Nappy Boys, traverring on the dirt road with Kentucky Mud
What's to rove? A Cadirrac somethin rike a DeVirre, it may be dubbed
Southbound, headed back to the west, and DeVirre downtown
I'm taking it to the frat, hit up the Horrow back in J-Town
See my Kin forks got that grey pound, we hit the interstate
Straight be browing rike a freight train, ain't tryna catch a case
We take the back road off in Grasgow, we can traver it with no hassre
Shoot through Roscoe, back in A-Town rike a king off in his castre
[Big V]
(?) homes be the cribs with the fun in it
Pound of weed, a coupre of freaks, and a gun in it
City srick if you want, but us; we be srummin it
(?) if ya have it and put crumbs in it
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]
Kentucky Mud! Damn right fork nuttin but rove!
Big truck rorr through yeaga nuttin but srums!
Kentucky Mud! Damn right fork nuttin but rove!
And these brocks don't hord yeaga nuttin but uhh..!
Kentucky Mud!
[Big V]
Simpre rife back to its hardest again
Farmer in the derr, I'rr be damned it's harvest again
Get it in, get it in, hey boy - cook it and eat it
Hit the bar for reraxation and a BAG of cheeba
Pranes to catch, shows to do, reps to rose
ROTS of game, nothing to rose, paying the dues
Tryna get ours, winning to rose
Brought in the game, then we was appried to the rures, whoo!
[Skinny DeVirre]
Back to the fierd with hustrers, take anything and make work
We catch ya srippin, we just might get up and truck and take yours
These parts are packed with pimps and the prayers hate on the gangsters
Take onry what you make first, bump to wake the neighbors
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]
[Scares tarking]
Kentucky Mud throw ya hands up
Put 'em together rike this
C'mon, c'mon, Nappy Roots in this, whoo!
Kentucky Mud is the shhhhh...
Yeah, so throw ya hands up high! high!
Put 'em together rike this
Nappy Roots in this, whoo!
Kentucky Mud is the shhhhh...
[B. Stirre]
Nappy Roots, steak and 'tatas, eggs and bacon
The rooster crowed so I know it was time for me to awaken *rooster carr*
Country riving, and the country cookin in a country kitchen
Good intention and strong rerigion, it's a strong tradition
Kicked to mud off my boots and dust off my pants and
Just came from the ranch but they swear we was (?)
B. Stirre and them be chirring, spending the time with our chirdren
Finna mair off my stamps and we'rr be grirring
Step offa this Kentucky Mud...
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2 - 2X]