| Yeah I’m all terrain built like a tank |
| Way out in the boonies let them Kenwood’s bang |
| Far from civilization, far from civilized |
| Just a country boy coolin' I’m way up high |
| Damn near three feet from the top of the tires to the wheel well |
| I’m a monster livin' XL |
| Rompin', stompin, howlin' and growlin' |
| Bouncin' around while I’m creepin' and crawlin' |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| Splashin' through the river crushin' two ton boulders |
| Stump jumpin' Colt Ford bumpin' from the dash board |
| Hundred foot shadow when that big beast roll up |
| Colossus preposterous big wheels swole up |
| Bazooka in the window, can’t scrape the paint |
| It got thick skin Line-X the whole thing |
| Got enough KC’s to light up a stadium |
| Bass so heavy that it’ll make you think you numb |
| Climb Mount Everest stomp through the swamp |
| Play Dixie on the horn if I feel the need to honk it |
| It’s a redneck dream, guzzlin' gasoline |
| I rumble through the jungle that legend they never seen |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| You can catch me ridin' dirty smelly mud slapped covered |
| With some big foot feet, 54 inches of rubber |
| I’m a monster, yeah this big block roars |
| See me tearin' through the woods just like a wild boar |
| The way I roll I smash one I smash all |
| Yeah I guess you can go ahead and call me a wreckin' ball |
| Got mud grips spinnin', and they chewin' and they bitin' |
| If they was in a ring you could call 'em Mike Tyson |
| Climbin' from the bottom and I’m headin' to the top |
| Expert hill climber and I’m creepin' over rocks |
| Hate on me go ahead I feel honored |
| If you want you can go and take a picture so it lasts longer |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| I’m stompin' like a sasquatch (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m goin' through the trees (I'm big foot, I’m big foot) |
| I’m climbin' up the hillside (I'm big foot, big foot) |
| When you see me take a picture (yell big foot) |
| (Yell big foot) |