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
compositores: MICHAEL WAYNE ATHA, WILLIE WASHINGTON
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