Catfish Billy Lyrics - Trunk Muzik Returns - Yelawolf

Pa's just got a lot of things to do 

Like what? 

Doesn't matter, I don't want Pa to skin me alive like he's gonna do to you if he finds out 

Pa said not to bother him, and if he's not gonna be home, how can I bother him? 

It'd be better if you just forget about it 

Well I'm going to do it, and I'm gonna take Jack with me, 'cause Pa didn't say anything to him 

Way down this country road and I holler 

Where they make that moon shine still 

There's an old man on the porch on a shack 

And the shack is where he lives 

Round the town they call him Paul 

It's Paul from on the hill 

And every time Paul does slay a hog 

You can hear that hoggy squeal 

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I'm from the valley of the bible belt 

That motherfucker preacher's daughter's son 

Where they can't find no woman, no man, no cousin, no friend without a gun 

Alabama that is my home 

Fucking trailer park has got my heart 

Off in the hood, I make home when I play in the woods after dark, 

You won't find me sober much 

Always got a bottle of Jacky O 

I take my sips, I talk my shit 

And I fight anybody that wants to go 

Tall and slim, walk with a limp 

'Cause my nuts are oversized 

Fuck your dope and your alcohol 

Because your shit is overpriced 

Hit the bootleg for twenty-four before I'm 21 (mathematics) 

Going to jail 'cause I'm drunk at Piggly-Wiggly (dagnabbit) 

'Cause I be here and I do my time 

'Cause I can't make bail on minimum wage 

Nothing to do in the country but get 

Drunk and watch that pendulum sway 

Back in the saddle again 

Throw my middle finger up to the law 

I ain't gotta rob nobody tonight 

But I might do it just because 

I am a nut, I get bored 

Did some pills but I want more 

Fuck this world, fuck this town 

If I fuck you once I fuck you sore 

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Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit goddamn 

Pussy cunt bitch suck a cock 

If you want some of this rock'n'roll 

Take this pipe, suck this rock 

Just a flock, super-hot 

Clean 'em up, grab a mop 

Catfish on my shit, fuck with me you gonna get dropped 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy 

You don't want it with me motherfucker 

I promise I put you with the piranhas inside of a shallow swamp 

And then make you follow a boat full of drinking water 

And sing to you lullabies 

While I sip on nas under umbrellas. 

Got a propeller sharp enough to eat through a two footed 

Root of a tree, if it's onto me then it's cool like it's moving 

So why do you think I fucking hate it 

Or lay a log in front of my boat and put a stop to what I do buddy whatever 

When I get up in the morning I think about 

When it's all over they can put my body up in the river 

With everything I did for the culture 

Inside of a book and light a candle for my mama who got sick on the fucking fame 

Immediately media will follow me to the end of the river 

While the people around my body deliver rhythms and syllables, relevant to my scripture 

I'm a sick son of a bitch, do you get the picture? 

My fucking name is Catfish, really though 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea 

Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy