Pop The Trunk
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Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke peels through the streets like an early morning fog Momma's in the slaughter house with a hatchet helping daddy chop early morning hog I'm catching Zs like an early morning sow when I woke up to the racket yawn and pause What the fuck man I can never get sleep man, peeped out the window what's wrong with ya'll? Stood up in my Crimson Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his elbows (meaning pounds of weed) They don't know that old man don't hold hands He'll throw hands nah he's rough like a brillo Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and a gun as heavy and tall as the midget willow (Hook) X2 Think he's playin? You better listen what he's sayin punk Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag layin in the back of the *dunk* boy Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you 11:30 and I'm pullin up dirty smoking damage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo Spittin over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call her parking lot hoe You know we sippin on that old brown bottle, bass in the trunk make the whole town wobble So when we ride around bitches follow, but tonight one of the bitches is giving us problems Well one of them bitches been fuckin one of my homeboys favorite bitches and has been on his hit list for a minute and I think he's ready to handle his business he told me Yelawolf get this and he handed me the Cartier watch that was on his wrist he said watch this shit and he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit... Biscuit! (Hook) X2 Two men stand, one's gotta go One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the road Momma better call the police Now he's screaming no Took a buckshot to the chest with a rock salt shell and he's moving slow All this blood has spilled, enough to give a penguin chills Hot enough to make a potato smoke at the tip of a hollowed steel In the valley of the hollowed fields In the valley of the hollowed till This aint a figment of my imagination buddy, this is where I live Bama! (Hook) X2 Thanks to GsRex for correcting these lyrics Thanks to zzzz for correcting these lyrics
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Anonymous
Wednesday 17th of April 2013 20:44
chemical substances are dangerous
fuckn jay
Sunday 8th of May 2011 12:11
my bad you corrected the slaughter house comment -smak.d
fuckn jay
Sunday 8th of May 2011 12:09
smak.d u r full of shit . . . and so r u eli . . . its "elbows" eli; meaning pounds of weed and its slaughter house . . . you dont kill hogs at a "starter house", and crack smoke pills makes absolutely no sense smak.d . . . its "fills" retard . . . like the fog fills the streets up when its foggy outside . . . if you take the time out to post something make sure you know what you're talking about . . .
smak.d
Monday 14th of March 2011 11:27
it says,Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke
pills not fills lol
smak.d
Monday 14th of March 2011 11:25
it says,11:30 and I'm pullin up dirty smoking babbage,it not 11:30 and I'm pullin up dirty smoking damage
smak.d
Monday 14th of March 2011 11:21
it not starter house,its slaughter house
smak.d
Monday 14th of March 2011 11:15
it says.
Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his ammo
eli-maleski-son
Saturday 15th of January 2011 00:29
it says "looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried ta sneak in and steal his sailboats" its a crystal meth referance