Yelawolf

Yelawolf - Trunk Muzik lyrics

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Trunk Muzik

Trunk Muzik

Burn One

Burn One

Straight from the back of the game I rock it

Yelawolf's got that crack boy

In the woods with the SK I'm pockin'

You don't want to play with that toy

Droppin this heat like a asteroid

Good in the south like Pastor Troy

Pull up aside of a 1977

Sittin back and sippin my cronic

7

and I'm about to get down

Look at me changin lanes

Twin pipes lookin like dragon's breath

(Whoosh) Chevrolets throwin flames

Yes I know it's strange

Hit you with a left

I pull the chains

Bitch you too heavy to carry

You don't wanna bury yourself

underneath that 808 I'll drop

it in your face like

To the DJs

Out cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac

and now I'm back with a bottle of Chevrolets

with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If u cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous anmial yelawolf

on the 808 come up fade away ain't no other way to get down

I told you i was coming

Said id be here in 5

And even though i brought you glasses

You still cant believe your eyes

But if you dont believe it by now

FUCK it just lean to the side

Hold up wait a minute i dont really

Wanna leave without a single solitary

So when needed for ill bring it to em

If your still didnt catch my drift

Lead me to the door check my list

Meet me at the floor catch this fist

Or meet me at the store catch this lick

Build this house

Flip this brick

Real skateboarders

Build this grip

Movin to the alleyway

Look at all the people tripping

Cause I on the choppa like

To the DJs

Out cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac

and now I'm back with a bottle of Chevrolets

with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If u cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous anmial yelawolf

on the 808 come up fade away ain't no other way to get down

I have to be the hardest

I got diamond nuts

I piss excellence

Ricky Bobby lines em up

Catfish Billy half pints em up

Yelawolf country fries em up

Put em in a dufflebag

And then roll em in the river then I

Hold Up

Watch what the fuck you rolld up

Dynamite sticks will blow up

Ghett-o-vision got this sowed up

Rolled up, smoke em

Everybody wishin they chose us

But we dont give a fuck you know what

I know you didnt see me commin

But I commin anyway

Bitch, Yelawolf is styling

To the DJs

Out cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Everybody hop in the Cadillac

and now I'm back with a bottle of Chevrolets

with the bottom won't you roll the window down

If u cruisin

I got that Trunk Muzik

Alabama's unanimous anmial yelawolf

on the 808 come up fade away ain't no other way to get down

Alabama's unanimous anmial yelawolf

on the 808 come up fade away ain't no other way to get down

Thanks to Emily & YelaFan & T-Rose for correcting these lyrics.

Thanks to YelaFan for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to T-Rose for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Hood Rat for correcting these lyrics

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