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YELAWOLF lyrics : "Outer Space"

I am that mother$#&@er, Lord give me that deuce deuce
I'm out the roof like a chimney sweeper
I'm on Jack and cola

Oh, snap that boy's about to go go pow pow, hold up
Dead at midnight, out like a convict
Trick I'm losing my %#@!, watch this

Throw a bottle, $#&@ the world
I need fight tunes and mushrooms, I'm tripping
(Chicka Chicka) Who's bad?

Baby it's my turn, I want all of it
Hey, let's go
Look, and I'm hating on a trailer park pimp

Who? Me
It's a problem ain't it, man
You're $#&@ing white, you better get used to it

Catfish Billy man
Check the 5-0, in the rear-view
Scheming on the Chevy cause the Chevy's a clear view

Tires wet, pulling me over
With tattoos, I'm a pistol holder
An American $#&@ up, money like a crook

And I'm spending G's like I'm buying a soda
Check me out, CEO
Got pull like a monster truck so what's up

I earn my %#@!
Respect is a must
You $#&@ around with me (%#@!)

In the slug I trust
I got the Mossberg (%#@!)
Don't make me load that bunk

James Brown mother$#&@er (%#@!)
I took her... I took her to the breakdown like this

Give me everything. Take it all away
Lock me up and then throw away the key

Kick me down and then talk about my state
I'm not out of place. I'm from outer space
I'm not out of place. I'm from outer space

I'm not out of place. I'm from outer space

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