- Yelawolf Over Here 歌詞
- Yelawolf
- (Alright, lets get it)
Silverado, black package
Dealership didnt have time to tag it
I whipped that ***** out the parking lot
Like I was dead broke and I couldnt have it
Uh, swipe that piece of plastic
Rode around Nashville for three hours
Listenin to peace, waitin for the magic
Swung by the crib, grabbed WILLPOWER
Get the bar, of course the ball
Valet park my brand new car
Threw the keys and when you move it, please
Be careful and dont go too far
Took a second and soaked it in
Couldnt wipe off my big-ass grin
Look at Will, 'Can you believe it, man?
Just wait til I get them twinny-twin-twins'
Thats hard work (Uh)
I had to do a lot of yard work (Uh)
I had to pick up that white trash (Uh)
So I could bet on my bar to work (Uh)
I had to cut my own path ( Uh)
And do something that had never been done
Alabama aint no cakewalk (Uh)
I showed the world how we popped that trunk
And its one shot down, two shot down, three
And this old ****boy keeps looking at me
He walks up to us then offers me a drink
I know that he wants to hang, he must think that Im a tree
Wanna be rock and roll, he starts ramblin about who he knows
And where hes been and how many records hes sold
With who and how and this and that
And I cant pretend to like this douchebag
Even though hes got the boost that has the leather and the durag
The **** he told me he wrote for so-and-so is just so, so whack
Dont wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
Dont pull a seat up cause you see me in my folding chair
Congratulations, hope your mamas proud of what youve done
But she may be the only one cause
From over here, you just a *****
From over here, a liar and thief, man
From over here, you make us sick
From over here, you fakin to get rich
Dont come over here
Uh, black shot jacket, black Harley, loot cases
38 OG, creatively a new worn baby
From the G to the A dot D
Went from the Creek to a Love Story
Went from a single wide trailer to the booths alligator
And a highrise over the streets
Ran through the dirty South in cleats
Never lost touch, never got beat
Lot of rappers talk about whos doing what
Not a single one said **** about me, now thats respect
Cant buy that with a bat or a check, better check the beat
I mob with kings
Crown my head with a tattoo, Slum, make sure it reads
No more at sea
**** a message in a bottle, deliver my words like Desperado
Misfits under my umbrella
I hope these songs fulfill the sorrow
Take the bricks so you can build tomorrow
Like a freemason, claw and arrow
Free bird, a prophets sparrow
Flying through hip-hop, rock, and metal
And while that clock is ticking
I wont let a soul living stop my vision
Give me that bucket and a mop to dip in
Ill shine that floor until its popping prisms
Til you see the colors of the rainbow dancing off my Box Chevy
Don't try to fill up my gas tank or my shoes, homie, you aint ready
And if imitation is flattery, uh, I dont lack on the flattery
I just led gatherings up in my room with the magic
Go back to my cabin and charge up my battery
Dont wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
Dont pull a seat up cause you see me in my folding chair
Congratulations, hope your mamas proud of what youve done
But she may be the only one cause
From over here, you just a *****
From over here, a liar and thief, man
From over here , you make us sick
From over here, you fakin to get rich
Dont come over here
Fake ****ing rockstars, dont come over here
Politicians, cop cars, dont come over here
Pill poppin sloppy rappers, dont come over here
All you mother****ing biters, dont come over here
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