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Ha ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gotta put my phone on vibrate, this bullshit Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin' Decline, call me back, motherfucker No sir, I got the pocket right here, let's go Uh, yeah [Verse 1: Yelawolf] If I said that I didn't know that I would be here You know I'm lyin' (yeah), on the sofa If it wasn't for hell's fire as a youth You'd know I'd be fryin' (uh), when I was older But the devil met his quota, I paid up the [?] Got bit but I'm a soldier, the poison was like a hangover Check it off, lemon and the salt This tequila and these broads vote to kill ya and that's all, no way I got a pockеt like a headed linе Yeah, yeah, fuckin' porcupines Stick waffle house, griddle greasy pan flip Middle finger up still like I'm missin' four digits Got more skin in the game than a Beverly Hills surgeon (uh) Wave runner, nah, but I'm surfin' Dirty south, no detergent, clean on the surface Grimy to the gristle, bone marrow, with this arrow Pointed straight at your bourbon, bow and arrow flirtin' Been hit with that bullshit, no one ever hurts him Letras de cancionesBecause I'm a bull, bitch, matadors flyin' Red blankets from the slidin' door of a minivan Couldn't get me to believe in them, I am sure to bleed a man Because I'm a wolf, bitch, no one ever churched him Never met a preacher who could reach me, made 'em nervous Irons in the fire, I'm a heavy metal wordsmith (yeah) Heavy metal like a dose of pickin' up the dirt with Ozzy in the driver seat, screamin' "Iron Man" I'm hot, go call the fireman, that's a oldie but goodie I'm hot, go call the buyer, man [?] Boy, yeah, I'm a good bet, daddy's rollin' sevens And there ya go, tell the cashier to bring me 20 more K for this set And you can keep 10 of it, hit the mall, then call me later I love you, don't forget to check in (uh) Father of a queen, boy, y'all in trouble with the pack (uh) And both my boys are lookin' like they might've brought a bat Already (yeah), but I didn't teach 'em baseball They just saw their daddy swingin', then saw daddy take off Like a lion, flyin' 'til I'm dyin' Went from drownin' in the trap to smilin' in the islands Look at all of that blue, it's like the heavens cryin' Guess I'll wipe a few tears and take a dip into this climate (uh) Aqua made me water, baby, kickin' it, don't waddle, baby Slippin' it like all day, baby, 'til she yellin', "oh God, baby" I got it like, "no, my lady, you just bite the pillow" While we stop the clock from windin' when we hop into the Holiday Inn baby Inn (yeah), yeah, Holiday, we in And I just took Holly and Holiday on dates again They some lookalikes, I'm lookin' like they start to blend So I just took vacation and vacated both of them (uh) I'm makin' renovations, call Vanilla Ice Ain't he got some type of rental show, Miami type? (yeah) Wonder if he'd come and fix the home I wrecked last night I only left the plumbin' lines when I laid the pipe Ain't too much work there, 'cause I laid it right (uh) Foundation still good, at least late at night (uh) Can't account for how to take it when the wind blows But I'm a free bird, plus I need to [?] rental [Verse 2: Caskey] Ayy, Caskey It's a "show up in court on LSD and sandals" kinda day I drew, excuse me your honor, 'cause what I'm tryna say I'm a modern day Pablo Picasso to economies And my life is private like the jet, can't do economy I sit back with my feet stacked, I'm relaxed Got sober from the money, I relapsed Pops loved me 'cause my flaws was somethin' he'd see past When he died, I cried, then I swore I would wreak hav— (hol' up) Wreak havoc on the game You barely a semen stain when I didn't get her name I discard you while my heart glisten in the chain It's guarded 'cause I'm always bearin' witness to the pain It never call in sick in hopes that you would call it quits I called the Ritz, said "I'ma need the presidential suite for Moni' Lewins'" I'm monolithic with it, prehistoric, follow the prints My hollow tips in your stomach like you swallowed the clip Uh-uh, I never swallowed my pride, try to, it's hollow inside I picked it up, the colors arrive, how you gon' offer me lies While I did was offer truth, that and tried to provide? That guilty conscience got you awful deprived My life abundant, it pour over the edge of my circumference My cup runneth over, now rover-over your budget Now holy moly, that kid is chosen, they tryna covet My blessings what they can't do, I does it (I does it) I'm doin' donuts in that ZO6, at the Vegas strip With a bag that's full of Frito chips, didn't mean it literally This is that casino grip, I go gambino trips Over Clams Casino style beats while the DJ flips This DJ Muggs and two killers at the freeway bus I sport my game like that company named EA does I gave this five stars on Yelp myself Because we dropped outta school but with this microphone we A+ From Letras Mania