One.. Two.. One..Two..Three Lets GO..       [Chorus - repeat 2X]    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]    It's just that country boy, city slick    pitbull, 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    Father, 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]       [Verse 2]    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, brothers say it ain't so    Naw, Sir, In Fact it's quite the opposite    Loving yall from Brunswick, Up to the metropolis    Can't forget about my Betty Betty in the ?.    That put them triple X's at the end of Andy's Monica    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    Ricky Lathens see me 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 YEA!!!       [Chorus]       [Verse 3]    Get your cup, fill it up    Soda 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 about to 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 daddys in route    Let her join the Beat Club, peep 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 in I'm perusing 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]