[Hook] They should’ve never ever let you out Goin down em all with the mouth from the south Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do As you know they’re coming, coming after you Watch out for the D-Boys Watch out for the boys in blue You better keep it moving (big boy) You know they’re taking shots at you Cos you’re an animal, Oh
[Verse 1] Here we go, Alabamas own buddy Promenade. And I’m in the zone now Everybody, bringing em home baby Tour da stage. Slick Rick E. Bobby in a Nascar Runnin up on motherfuckers like I’m in a bar Cinnamon, a motherfuckers in a cookie jar Be the late night snack, I’m Santa Clause Down to Panama beach, Drunk in my underalls Playing underwear volleyball with ya bra? I ain’t bothered by your triple D’s, not at all Let me hold em up for ya baby while you walk Wanna get the party bumping let me do my thing Get the marijuana plant need watering Throw it in a bong let it start bubbling Know what I mean, Butterbean bada bada bing Trashy white, pass the mic, Yeah I’m doing ‘em dirty Fists start pumping when I’m in the lights, like I’m rapping in Jersey Never get elegant in elementary, never learned to write in cursive Raised by the country B-Boys, I’m elegantly perfect Rack it in, pack ‘em in, to the back again, rap it up Rap it in, sicker than a pack of 10 You’ll get when I win but I won’t lose In fact I’m gonna win, win again with another hand Here’s another hand, here’s another hand Dealer can I get another hand Heres a hand, king king king king king Bitch, Yelavision and the dirty south and you know we gettin green bitch eh
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[Verse 2] Candy coated whip running over candy coated rappers (Hrooom) Panties on my drip? do a back flip for me baby be an acrobatic actor (Action!) Do a Cartwheel on the wall will you do a cartwheel while i chill and I watch you? When I throw a dart at a wet seal well I can see ya well I’m gonna throw a fucking harpoon Go looney tunes and lose ya for the lose to prove you’re in a room, you’re shroomin to the moon But in the morning you’re waking up like a broom swept off ya feet cos Yelawolf ain’t a groom I ain’t popping the cherry, I’m popping berry moonshine hop in the bedroom lets move If ya wanna compare me, compare me to a legend, don’t compare me to a young fool Go get a gun, go get a gun, now get a cinnabun, Now sit upon your fucking roof I live a ton, I get it done. Fuck anyone. You fuck anybody, you ain’t fuckin with the crew Yeah throw another bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate Cos I’m a lord of a doggytown (Woof) A.L.A.B.A.M.A My state My state of my mind 1985 wide body Looking for the little small tail gate party Wanna get drunk, wanna fall up in a hottie Get shitty like a porta-potty so Jump on the paddy wagon like a pakistani and packin a mack 11 Wit a pack of maniacs, 11:30 back at it again I’m ready for the battle when and where muthafucka, they let another cracker in Yeah