Me and Yelawolf, tear the roof, off this motherfucker You ain't got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant Hello tuts, you look so eloquent, that's what I tell a cunt Come sit up front cause you're kickin' my seat and I'm trying to the tell the cashier what I want! They say I act like an asshole, when I pull up at the White Castle And I ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in her face an' Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper? Bitch you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HO Skidda dee da da. Prada? Nadda Chance I was thinkin' about buying you some clothes But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart But the doors..was locked, what about some shoes I thought Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know They don't carry a size 8 in HOES! ...Oh! This is ugly boy swag (yeah), puttin' toe tags On you motherfucking ho bags, what a trailer trash pi-o-neer I am here, that's why I'm here I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a motherfuckin' diary of diareah! Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two 'Bout sign language, middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU! Ow! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident I went to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up.