Yelawolf - Pop The Trunk lyrics

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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