Sippin On Mud

(Luvercy)
(Yeah)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Hey!)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Hey!)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Oh my fucking god)
(Hey, hey)
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
Girl I know what you looking for, and you got what I need
Ima beat up her back, then pull on her tracks, and pull on her weave (Yeah)
Yeah, and why would I lie, lil' baby I keep it 100 degrees
I just want hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands all on me (Yeah)
(Luvercy) And he not like me (No)
But his bitch like me (Yeah)
So I might pipe B (Might pipe B)
Now he wanna fight me (Wanna fight me)
Like a horse ride me (Brr)
Told her hit her high knees (Woah, woah, woah)
And my neck icy (Yeah)
You my twin siamese (Yeah)
Yeah, you get hung on the trees (Yeah)
So now we got blood on the leaves (Yeah)
So now we got blood on the leaves (Yeah)
So now we got blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
Sippin' on mud
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)
(Sippin' on mud)