YELAWOLF lyrics : "HARD WHITE (UP IN THE CLUB)"
you know you already $#&@ed up
letting me in the mutha$#&@in game is like
letting me drunk drive a truck
when yela arrived in this club, already had 5 in my cup
then i took another hit and i run into a (*##$
that's looking like she's in stuff
baby, what's wrong with you now?
what, you ain't happy with red bottoms?
you mad cause i'm in vip with a $#&@in jack bottle?
tom, dick and harry, i got up in this (*##$
but i can't talk cause that (*##$ is so very
thick and scary! that's why it's so dick to compare me
$#&@ my critics with a spiked dick
ridiculous %#@!, really. they probably think i'm limp bizkit
this (*##$ jenny, when i ? a redneck
i'm a hit? tell me: go ahead, yeah!
what's it matter to me? cause after me they're mostly wannabes
and ain't never gonnabes
yeah in this forest i'm a lonely tree
my legs are covered in tattoos - they run deep
i'm 2 bottle charlie, 2 (*##$es waiting
two 10's: that's a "win-win situation"..
happy birthday, a fitted, brand new
drinks on me! for me: not you
up in the club, don't give a $#&@
never know what i said in that first verse
i mean like damn, i just killed it
what the $#&@ am i supposed to do with this cow?
i dunn already milked it..
smoke another cigarette on the field
?
broke me down so many times before, but with rapping i built it
one brick, two brick, three brick, four
underneath the steps of my single white door
raised by them dope boys, so i know how them thangs look
thanks for the recipe: rest in peace, wayne bush
i don't cook my %#@!, i don't break it down for you mutha$#&@as
out there rolling around ?
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