Yelawolf

Yelawolf - Get Away Feat. Shawty Fatt & Mystikal lyrics

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[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

Hell of a day to load a .22 and take it to the woods and let it ring into the night

And break a bottle with the bullet, yes I'm 'bout it motherfucker

Not a single solitary thing is missing from my southern roots

I'm liable just to take a Chevrolet and run it through the mud for giggles

Huh, what a son of a bitch my momma raised into a rapper that could tell story like my uncle when he's drinking

Product of a working environment, fuck is y'all thinking?

Meaning I'm working-working harder than any artist can ever do it simply cause I'm made that way

I build a house around your ass before you could realize, that you were in the neighborhood that Yelawolf made

So call me a redneck and tell your boys about it, tell'em I'm an Alabama wanna-be, I be that

I'll just take it to the studio and drop a bomb on you from a motherfucking beanbag, I need that

[Hook: Yelawolf]

Get away

Tell my folks roll up the J's

Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we'll sit up on the roofs of the broken (?)

Till there's nothing left to say, cause if I don't get away

People will see my trailer park getaway, ? will have to get away from me

Drink some, smoke some

You won't have to get away from me

Load up the guns, load up the guns

... won't have to get away from me

Drink some, smoke some

Cause if I don't get away

People will see my trailer park getaway, ? will have to get away from me

[Verse 2: Shawty Fatt]

Man, I done been through it all

I'd a been up and know what it is to fall

Punk police feeling all on my balls

When I have probable cause I never stand tall

Dog, you gotta do something Fatt

Who would roll with Wolf, why you come back?

Cause them up there, don't want to play fair

Got me pinned to the wall like a fucking thumbtack

Dumb Fatt, dumb ?, criticize a nigga for the Crack I sell?

Like you could give a shit if a nigga eat well

Or eat at all, want to see me fall

Cause I see them all dog, them lines

Only cause I got Catfish on my side

Bitch I'm headed up, up to the sky

Roll up, let's get high

Wavin' them bye, I need that

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mystikal]

20 plus 20 still spittin' 'em out

...

They put my dick in your mouth

Take it back out

Put it back in

Fuck on the floor

Skeet on the couch

So when you ugly motherfuckers ?

This retarded motherfucker in the whole wide world ain't stupid or dumb enough to fuck with

If you're in, say you're in, (Say you're in!)

And if you're in some motherfuckin business

Knuckle up, buckle up, hustle up, out of luck, you don't do "WIN"!

Not in there, not a nigga, can't compare

So what I do to these bars on these walls

On the scales, in the clubs, in the bars, ?, in the jails

I need that

[Hook]

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