Тексты песен «Yelawolf»

Ye, ye, Ye- Yela, ye, ye, Ye- Yela Verse 1 We hit the club, tore it up Mally Malls got model sluts Fearin & Loathin in Las Vegas, party, party, bottles up! Im feeling like a king, someone tell me where my robe is? This...

Yeah I'd like to sing you a little ditty [Chorus] They should've never ever let you out Cold animal with the mouth from the South Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do Coming, coming after you Watch out for the...

Goin' back to bama, gonna take it nice and slow Goin' back to bama, wanna see some ? roads Take it easy Alabama and I watch my babies grow Goin back Alabama Yeah I'm comin' home to my shepards lair and I'm a ride...

[Intro: Yelawolf] I'm not sure if you're aware or not but I'm Illuminati We controlling the minds of all of you Shady, the evil empire Yeah you got me pegged motherfucker You got me, fuck y'all [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Man...

[Intro - spoken] Hey Supahot Beats, hey Jim Johnson I need y'all to drop me some of that country-ass shit I need somethin' that'll make Sheryl Crow go "goddamn, that shit's raw right there" [Chorus] I like a good beer...

[Verse 1: Yelawolf] Ain't never been much of the church type But I believe in the last days I walk through Hell almost every night But I believe it's a pathway Say boy, what you doin' with your life With those tattoos...

I got nuts on the mic You can hear it in stereo See 'em in 'Bama from mother fuckin Ontario Bitch threw a cherio balancing from a swingin rope There he goes Catfish Billy, make 'em go hysterical Just got 'em dizzy and...

Verse 1: Trailer parks on fire Billy been cookin up somethin If you need a biscuit, come on then Billy has got it jumpin Get it from a pro Get it for the low Get you some blow Get it for the nose Get it for the show Get...

[Verse 1] Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my (BOX CHEVY) Tell dem otha wack muthafucks to get da (PINE BOX READY) Catfish Billy is ?? Don't get slapped wit da (MEDLEY) Still sippin on Jack D to my neck and my head...

[Verse 1: Yelawolf] I just popped some pills And all I want to do is not to feel Like a fucking ball on a soccer field 'Cause everybody seems so not for real While this moon is up I want to ride around with you in the...

I'm at the gate like a race horse Made in the A of course that... for Alabama, I'll be damn if I say Georgia! Tennessee and this bitch, I got some Hennessey that's been paid for. Gimmie that big bottle, fuck it, if I...

[Chorus] Cause the boys in the woods are always hard Some of them white-trash some of them ride hard Knowing nothing in life but trucks and sticks Don't quote me boy cause i ain't said shit Now, I like my butter and...

[Chorus] Candy and dreams are your favourite ones Is that really what you want? 'Cause I got what you want in my pocket Hand me the keys I'll hand you the sun Is that really what you need? 'Cause I got what you need in...

Way down this country road and I holler Would that make that moonshine still Theres an old man on the porch on a shack And the shack is where he lives Round the town they call him Paul Its Paul from only hill And...

[Verse 1] Six pack, my life's in a bottle 18 wheels, is my rolling motto I stayed in the woods, and I played wit a six shot Still fucked up from all the pills that I swallowed School was a bore, I had no fun suspended...

[Yelawolf] You really in Beverly hills and so Drama beats. [Yelawolf - Verse 1] Damn rich, peanut butter guts and a Lamorghini, woah you must have white brea, lets make a sandwich now, I aint never seen money you got...

[Yelawolf] You really in Beverly hills and so Drama beats. [Yelawolf - Verse 1] Damn rich, peanut butter guts in a Lamorghini, woah you must have white bread, lets make a sandwich now, I aint never seen money you got...

[Intro:] These donuts are delicious... Son of a bitch! We got a 1094 on Hines Road, requesting backup. Repeat, 1094 on Hines Road heading southbound. I'm in pursuit! [Verse:] Pick up, pick up, daddy's in the pickup Got...

[Chorus: Yelawolf] Why is everything I love the most, so wrooooong for me? And everything I'm holdin close, is so far away from me They don't want me to lie but they don't wanna hear the truth It never made sense to me...

[Intro] Fame fame fame Fame fame fame Fame fame fame Fame fame fame Fame fame fame Fame fame fame [Verse 1] Running like a fool I got a no damn motay Headin to a label on a low key dope race Gotta be on time, gotta go...