Thank You Lyrics - Yelawolf

yeah 

i'm kinda like fuckin shit up 

still walk with a limp like i'm tellin my dick to get up 

shakin up babies and makin the babies spit up 

you babies are maybe gonna get it ahhh shut up 

might as well leave myself alone 

i can't fight it my fist in a ball like i wanna punch a microphone 

what did i get on 

3 pills and i'm at it 

5 pills down i'm high as a motherfucker an addict 

and an addict im addin habits to an already tragic 

situation now im pacin back and forth in a panic 

but i see everything in my future as panoramic 

see i gotta pen and my pen has got me at advantage 

probably land me in the hamptons up in a hammock 

lovers im 50 thousand my babies up in the hammock 

rock n roll hop in yo 85 and lock and load 

i am a crock ima pop bottles with pots of gold 

i am just i am just a lion with primal soul 

i am your highness without fine or designer clothes 

i am the thorn on the stem i am not the rose 

if pimpin was rippin i would rip the entire globe 

i'm so pimpin im sippin dew from a diamond bowl 

9 to 5 i go 

yeah 9 to 5 i go 

money in money out, wiz khalifa 

but i'm forever like the witty chiefers 

a new york applebum 

you should put me on bonita 

a texas chainsaw brains all on the cleaver 

killa killa oh my god yea im a godzilla 

odd thrilla odd future odd past too 

our tilla we me he the millimeter zing zing 

see thee he the 22 empty crews 

he's clean cleaner than some new shoes 

meaner than a prude 

new hair tattoo big news 

yelawolf is on the track CHOO CHOO 

i enter the intstrumental like a enema shit moves 

you faggots aint gettin women pussy lip clues 

spittin shit dudes 

im ok why cuz im cool 

cool enough to refrigerate a frigid ate glue 

with my livin groove 

just by sittin next to 

drop an ice cube on the mic 

like a nice brewed tea ice brewed 

and take a hike nice shoes 

damn right or take a bite for a nice cruise 

cuz im back 

wait im a great lake 

shark ima make 

author debate 

hearts break ima take charge and play 

hard to get ima spit 

gods and shakes 

stars to the wait 

grow up and embrace me as a made artist 

my pants got rolls with a rake and i made it hard 

for fakes and snake charmers who waste this great harvest 

i fuckin farmed it 

give tapes to a & r's 

blazed this trail then i set sail on the main target 

hit the main target 

change the game and i made 

waves and made artists 

switch and bite and twitch and shake and rob and take like i play garden 

they hopin i see em i give em a pass and a main pardon 

you rob me and get sold for a great bargain 

the least you could do for the truth is pay homage 

i see the cracks the leaks its way common 

im sick shit wait i may vomit 

cuz im a great comet im comin pray mama 

jesus christ ima leave this life's drama 

to be the bloodline of the world i see gonna 

so leave me not when you speak of the king son of a bitch 

im rich in blues 

color me what you wanna 

white is my skin tone 

black is my persona 

red is the tip of the flame, guess what's burning under 

yela, and 333 is my fuckin number 

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