Hard White (Up In The Club)

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Yelawolf, Lil Jon
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SCO JON
YEAH!
Got my partner Yelawolf with me
YEAH!
What's up Yela?
You know what time it is, time to crank the club up again
LET'S GO!
You ain't gotta lay down in your bed
To know you already fucked up
Letting me in the motherfucking game is like
Letting me drunk drive in your truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club
Already had five in my cup
Then I took another hit, I done ran into a bitch
That's looking lifeless and stuck
Baby what's wrong with you now?
What, you ain't happy with Red Bottoms?
Mad 'cause I'm in V.I.P. with a fuckin' Jack bottle
With Tom, Dick, and Harry
But I got up in this bitch with a tank top 'cause I spit so very
Darn quick and scary
That's why they're so quick to compare me
But fuck the critics with a spiked dick
When it can fit barely
They probably think I'm a Limp Bizkit
This bitch jelly
But I put them in the woods, I'm a redneck
I'm a hick? Tell me
Go ahead, yeah
What the fuck does that matter to me?
'Cause after me, there'll only be wannabes
And mostly ain't never gonna be's
Yeah in this forest I'm a lonely tree
My limbs are covered in tattoos
And my roots, they run deep
I'm two bottle shawty
YEAH!
Two bitches waiting
YEAH!
Two 10's, that's a win-win situation
Happy birthday
I'm feelin' brand new
Drinks on me, for me, not you!
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Still don't give a fuck
I don't know what to say after that first verse, I mean like damn I just killed it
What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette unfiltered
Let go of anything that I'm feelin'
They broke me down so many times before that I'm no longer rapping, I'm building
With one brick, two brick, three brick, four
Underneath the steps of my single-wide door
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them thangs look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace Wayne Bush
And I don't cook my shit, I don't break it down for you motherfuckers out there waiting around for some rap savior
You better look up at what it is that you're facin' now
'Cause Jesus drives a Harley
The Devil wears Prada
If God was one of us, he'd probably drink vodka
And I still kick it at the party when I get rich
'Cause rich or broke, I'm still as dope
The realest ain't as real as this
Dead or alive, I put a stamp in this bitch
You'll never see rock and roll do hip hop like I did
I'm two bottle shawty
YEAH!
Two bitches waiting
YEAH!
Two 10's, that's a win-win situation
Happy birthday
I'm feelin' brand new
Drinks on me, for me, not you!
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Don't give a fuck
Up in the club
Still don't give a fuck
I ain't in the building now, I own the building
Bitch