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Throw It Up
(专辑: Radioactive - 2011)
[Intro: Yelawolf] Aye Boo, get these motherfuckers And pass that jack [Hook: Gangsta Boo] I
see you bitches talking loud, but you ain't saying shit Get the
fuck from 'round here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! (Yeah ho) You ain't ready for it bitch Throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! You ain't ready for it bitch [Verse 1: Yelawolf] I
already got 2
cars in a
yard that don't run So why would I
wanna break shit down for you Better be confused with the
punch lines and bars that I
lunch Here the
king if archery come Wit' a
cracker dick to fuck you and that pussy carpet you munch If I'm not hardly the
one You must be barely the
one Billy if really you're kidding Bitch I'm the
prodigal son And I'm stunting like my daddy Dr-dr-drinking like my mama Co-co-country like my uncle Stuttering like a
CD in a
dunk P-p-p-punk And I'm in a
blue Chevy running over motherfuckers in first I
ain't even shift gears yet, I
ain't even here yet I'm outta this earth, right (yeah ho) But I
just hit the
surface and I'm bout to walk into a
bank, Wit' a
shank and a
black can of paint and check the
clerk: where the
keys? Bitch you better check your purse, I
got a
brick of herb, And I
hit the
syrup and I'm feeling like I
might just hit the
curb So get the
fuck outta my way buddy You don't wanna walk around the
chicken house with a
hawk little puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem shit Suffering succotash, yeah, suck a
dick bitch [Hook: Gangsta Boo] I
see you bitches talking loud, but you ain't saying shit Get the
fuck from round' here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! (Yeah ho) You ain't ready for it bitch Throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! You ain't ready for it bitch [Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] Bitch please, you don't want to step up to this Mrs. G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo make a
nigga hit his knees When I'm up in the
building Preaching to my children I
don't be taking no shit from you haters You'll make me hurt one of your feelings (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha) Naa, naa, ne, naa, naa Pick yo face up off the
flo' I
got you feeling sad naa You be on that hokeewag Hokeewag is bullshit Run into this gangsta have your preacher at the
pulpit, bitch! I
was born on the
Mississippi River Take no shit from a
bitch or a
nigga So, so crazy got a
fucked up temper Bipolar, not Nikki, I'm worsa, I'll hurt cha I
gotta crazy ass mind game My nigga, I'm a
lion untamed Hunt your ass down in my jungle I
do this, I
tell them hoes… You ain't ready for it bitch! [Hook: Gangsta Boo] I
see you bitches talking loud, but you ain't saying shit Get the
fuck from round' here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! (Yeah ho) You ain't ready for it bitch Throw it up! (Yeah ho) Throw it up! Throw it up! You ain't ready for it bitch [Verse 3: Eminem] Me and Yelawolf tear the
roof of this motherfucker You ain't got the
oomph you're a
hoof to the
foot of an elephant Hello toots you look so eloquent that's what I
tell a
cunt Come sit up front cause you're kicking my seat And I'm trying to the
tell the
cashier what I
want! They say I
act like an asshole, when I
pull up at the
White Castle And I
ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in their face and Tell the
bitch I'm a
rapper, then I
wrap her In the
head with a
Whopper that I
bought from BK You expect me to be proper? Bitch you better pop in a
CD of me immediately, slut hoe skeedideedada Prada? Not a
chance, I
was thinking about buying you some clothes But Target was closed so I
decided to mosey on over to K-Mart, but the
doors Was locked, what about some shoes I
thought, great I
suppose So I
go to Payless but what'dya know, they didn't carry a
size 8
in hoes! Oh! This is ugly boy swag, putting toe tags on you motherfucking ho bags What a
trailer trash pioneer, I
am yeah, that's why I'm here I
don't got a
rhyme book it's more like a
motherfucking diary that diarrhea Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a
thing or two 'Bout sign language, middle fingers aimed at you So we don't gotta scream at you! Ow! I
just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident I
went to go tell 'em all to go get fucked But I'm never gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up
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