Back It Up

We like our trucks jacked up, chains hangin' off the front
Our tires stay roarin' while we tearin' up the mud
Got that rooster tail slangin' while we diggin' through them ruts
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up
Drop it into low we ain't scared to get it stuck
Got the speakers bout to blow, moonshine up in my cup
Now I'm Creepin real slow cause I got a little buzz
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up

If you think can handle it, I'll show you who Shawn Paris is
Those of you who question it are bout throw a fuckin' fit
Started bumpin' rap, on the bus, back in '96
Now I'm in the booth, cuttin' up, and we makin' hits
Bend it on over baby, I'm tryna come over maybe
Ya friend tried to holler but you the one that's been drivin me crazy
Keepin' me waiting so patient, the way that those hips are rotatin'
Having me second guessing the things I been thinkin' lately
I came to have a good time, lay it back and unwind
If you ain't scared to get dirty, come over here and blow my mind
If you ain't scared to get muddy, I'm probably gonna make you mine
Hop up in the truck just know that we keepin' it dirtified

We like our trucks jacked up, chains hangin' off the front
Our tires stay roarin' while we tearin' up the mud
Got that rooster tail slangin' while we diggin' through them ruts
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up
Drop it into low we ain't scared to get it stuck
Got the speakers bout to blow, moonshine up in my cup
Now I'm Creepin real slow cause I got a little buzz
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up

Got my chains on looking for some mud
fifty shades of love on the hood of my truck from getting truck stuck
Keep it simple with them lyrics so my country folks can feel it
got a rope ladder to get in let me unreal it
Hold my beer please don't spill it
Grabbed my shifter trying to to shift it
I said baby slow down she started grabbing for my zipper
Where this night might end depends on the liquor
Then she whispers she wants it dirty on the bank by the river
Player play the game
Fuck it I ain't go no shame
From day one i'm still the same
Back up in my lane stay out my way
Not a fucking day no hatter got a chance
Wishing that they could but know that they can't

We like our trucks jacked up, chains hangin' off the front
Our tires stay roarin' while we tearin' up the mud
Got that rooster tail slangin' while we diggin' through them ruts
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up
Drop it into low we ain't scared to get it stuck
Got the speakers bout to blow, moonshine up in my cup
Now I'm Creepin real slow cause I got a little buzz
Now bend it on over let me see you back it up