| Song | Mud |
| Artist | Peaches |
| Album | I Feel Cream |
| 作曲 : Gonzales, Peaches | |
| Fall in the sizzle of a blackened sea | |
| Get loose get juiced get pumped | |
| Crawl in the riddle that becomes routine | |
| Get ripped get pissed get crunk | |
| Rocked in a little and you self-esteem | |
| Get high and try a ton | |
| Card in the middle of a magazine | |
| Get lit get hit get drunk | |
| Lied to the middle of everything you'd be | |
| No sight what's right at all | |
| Slide into livin someone else's scheme | |
| Tonight you fight you fall | |
| Try to be givin it the full extreme | |
| No ride no god no run | |
| Cry so u fit in like a drama queen | |
| Come down unround so what | |
| Champagne | |
| Damn shame | |
| What you gonna do when they drag ya name | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Hand in the tub of opportunities | |
| Get caught your taught to run | |
| Stand in the thrill of all immunity | |
| The fix its quick for some | |
| Slammed to grill of all the scrutiny | |
| Too late for fate it comes | |
| Brand to be feelin all the infamy | |
| It be and quit its done | |
| Ruffed up | |
| Tough luck | |
| What you gonna do now you ****ed up | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud |
| zuò qǔ : Gonzales, Peaches | |
| Fall in the sizzle of a blackened sea | |
| Get loose get juiced get pumped | |
| Crawl in the riddle that becomes routine | |
| Get ripped get pissed get crunk | |
| Rocked in a little and you selfesteem | |
| Get high and try a ton | |
| Card in the middle of a magazine | |
| Get lit get hit get drunk | |
| Lied to the middle of everything you' d be | |
| No sight what' s right at all | |
| Slide into livin someone else' s scheme | |
| Tonight you fight you fall | |
| Try to be givin it the full extreme | |
| No ride no god no run | |
| Cry so u fit in like a drama queen | |
| Come down unround so what | |
| Champagne | |
| Damn shame | |
| What you gonna do when they drag ya name | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Hand in the tub of opportunities | |
| Get caught your taught to run | |
| Stand in the thrill of all immunity | |
| The fix its quick for some | |
| Slammed to grill of all the scrutiny | |
| Too late for fate it comes | |
| Brand to be feelin all the infamy | |
| It be and quit its done | |
| Ruffed up | |
| Tough luck | |
| What you gonna do now you ed up | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud | |
| Oh oh mud |