Yelawolf - Get The Fuck Up! Lyrics

from:  Trunk Muzik 0-60

Though many have come,
There will never be another one quite like Yela

Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa'

Daddy gunna pop that trunk, yeah
Battleship sunk, throwin' dirt clot chunks,
Sling shot rocks, broke no money lumps,
Lookin at the D-boys with the pretty dunks
Slick sit down, you ain't in the city chump,
Special K make the kitties come,
Get chee some, get many guns
Move 'em out ten toes down pity none
Get 'ur own Dixie won't give a dog a bone
Sittin' on bigger chrome, yeah that's home
Bird fight, pit fight, what a good song
Lookin' at the world like what I do wrong?
Nothing but a mailman truck comin' back for the pickup
I'm the gift you can't get rid of, recline on me homie,
I'ma make you sit up
Big truck through it stage lights are lit up, scream like

Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa'

Let the beat ride like that,
Ya I'm a thunderbird never comin' back,
Thunder in the trunk, thunder in the dope sack, I --
Serve 'em up, thunder in the dope raps
Boom--big lac's in the tall grass,
Sit with the tires flat, real good price,
Buddy, you should buy that
Blink and you might pass, my town,
Hole in the wall king, my crown,
Oh, but of all things, my sound,
Is picking up like a 30 mile long train
Slow climb up but such a long gain
So how did I become a pick of all names?
What a fairy tale, like Ichabod Crane
The headless horseman runnin' untamed like

Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa' everybody get the f*ck up
Raaaa'

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