Hard White (Up In The Club)-Yelawolf

歌手 : Yelawolf
专辑 : Radioactivity
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:24

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TXT Hard White (Up In The Club)-Yelawolf 文本歌词

Hard White (Up In The Club) - Yelawolf
It's the boy Li'l Jon (Yeah )
Got my patna Yelawolf wit' me (Wassup Yela )
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go
You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to
Know you already f**ked up
Lettin' me in the mother f**kin'
Game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club
Already had five in my cup
I done took another hit
I done ran into a b**ch that's lookin' lifeless and stuck
Baby what's wrong wit' you now What
You ain't happy wit' red bottoms
Mad 'cause I'm in VIP wit' a f**kin' Jack bottle
Wit' Tom Dick and Harry
But I got up in this b**ch wit' a tank top
'Cause I spit so very darn quick and scary
That's why they're so quick to compare me
But f**k the critics wit' a spiked dick when it can fit barely
They prob'ly think I'ma Limp Bizkit
Their spit's jelly
But I put 'em in the woods I'm a redneck
I'm a hick tell me
Go ahead: What the f**k does it matter to me
'Cause after me there'll only be wannabes
And mostly ain't-never-gonna-bes
Yeah in this forest I'm a lonely tree
My limbs are covered in tattoos and my roots they run deep
Two bottles shawty two b**ches waitin'
Two tens that's a win-win situation
Happy birthday I'm feelin' brand new
Drinks on me for me not you
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Still don't give a f**k
I don't know what to say after that first verse
I mean like damn I just killed it
What the f**k am I supposed to do with this cow
I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette unfiltered
Let go of anything that I'm feelin'
They done broke me down so many times before
That I'm no longer rappin' I'm buildin'
Wit' one brick two brick three brick four
Underneath the steps of my single-wide door
Raised by them d**e boys so I know how them things look
Thanks for the recipe rest in peace Wayne Bush
I don't cook my sh*t
I don't break it down for you motherf**ker out there waitin' around
For some rap savior
You better look up at what it is that you facin' now
'Cause Jesus drives a Harley the devil wears Prada
If God was one of us he'd prob'ly drink vodka
I still kick it at the party when I get rich
'Cause rich or broke I'm still as d**e
The realest ain't as real as this
Dead or alive I'll put a stamp in this b**ch
You'll never see rock and roll do hip-hop like I did
Two bottles shawty two b**ches waitin'
Two tens that's a win-win situation
Happy birthday I'm feelin' brand new
Drinks on me for me not you
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
Up in the club
Still don't give a f**k
Yeah (Y'all know we don't give a f**k)
It's Ghett-O-Vision (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah)
Still don't give a f**k (Nah)
(Ya boy Li'l Jon)
(We rep the South)
Happy birthday Alabama
Up in the club
Don't give a f**k
(Up in the club)
(Still don't give a f**k)
I ain't in the buildin' I own the buildin' b**ch