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Yelawolf Trunk Muzik 0 60

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yea, batter chip some throwing dirt bare chumps Sling

Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my box Chevy Tell them other whack motherfuckers get that pine box ready Catfish Billy is lately, don't get slapped

cigarello cook I'm kool-aid, I got that ghetto hook I got a white bitch who said she went to Pebblebrook Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf I got more

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

a packet of blow darts If you enter my skull, you gonna need a strong heart Strong art, the heart of Dixie got history You sittin' on 32's we sittin' on 60

Trunk Muzik Trunk Muzik Straight from the back of the game I rock it Yelawolf's got that crack, boy In the woods with the SK I'm cockin' You don't want

packet of blow darts. If you enter my skull, you gonna need a strong heart. Strong art, the heart of Dixie got history. You sittin' on 32's we sittin' on 60

: [Yelawolf:] You really in Beverly hills And so Drama beats. [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Damn rich, peanut butter guts and a Lamorghini, woah You must have

Raekwon) [Raekwon:] Chill chill chill, let 'em rhyme man You know what it do man Just sit back, relax Yelawolf what up Raekwon in the building [Yelawolf