Everything

Yelawolf

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    I hear people, from time to time, tell me that
    I'm underrated or under-appreciated
    And, to a certain extent
    That's flattery and endearing
    But I also use it
    As a source of inspiration to keep
    Keep fuckin' y'all up
    Bitch

    Woke up this morning, looking at some pussy so sexy
    I had to kiss the sky like Jimi Hendrix right after she necked me
    This shit is dope, talking coke, no Pepsi
    Went from a trailer to a savior, this shit is perplexing
    Gulp, gulp, drink it up, señorita
    And fuck if you hating, you blood-sucking mosquitoes
    My propped feet up, inside this black Bеntley truck
    I'm sitting back, locced out, won’t lift my seat up
    Keep a gunnеr close with the heater
    Get caught with the red rider, ain't talking BB, 'cuz
    I'm institutionalized, but from the outside
    Ain't scared of nothing but God, so fuck your outcries
    Don't be the idiot pulling a stick on green eyes
    You start a fucking war, boy, if I die
    'Cause baby, I love with passion
    Take care of my people, go ask my people, go ask 'em
    I just don't bring the fish 'cause that won't outlast 'em
    I teach 'em how to fish and now they out castin’
    Eating, and it's hunting season
    And I'm about to land a hit, man, I got this funky feeling
    I don't need your credibility, dawg, my credit card's leaking
    And I might drop another hundred bands this next weekend, 'cause I got everything

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    I got everything (check it out)
    I got everything
    Oohwee, everything
    Yeah, yeah, everything
    Ahh man, everything, (mmm)
    Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dreams
    Put on that rock 'n roll wedding ring
    Now I got everything
    Yeah, yeah, everything
    Check it out

    You must be joking with that Rolls-Royce truck
    My box Chevy says I don't give a fuck, don’t it?
    Steering wheel, no components
    '79 original, I live in the moment
    Got a whiskey company, hold on, give me a moment
    Hold up, give me a moment
    Fuck, goddamn, I got that too
    She's playing peekaboo in the menu, want wagyu boo?
    Some caviar with your PBR, déjà vu
    Last time I took a bitch to bed, she got my name tattooed
    Fuck
    Y'all shit out of luck, the game is fly paper
    And I'm so fly that I'm stuck
    You're stuck with me
    So fuck with me or suck on me
    Lord's a gift, of course it is
    Gift to you luxury
    A heartbreaker party starter hardly labor not a job
    When you love it, you don't love it, bitch? Then I'll see you later, Prin-cess
    These rappers so senseless
    Blew your load on some hoes, now you got no cents left
    Clean up your act my floors have been swept
    And I stay stage ready pimp
    Yeah, why? 'Cause I got everything

    I got everything (uhh)
    Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream
    Put on that rock 'n roll wedding ring
    'Cause I got everything
    Yeah, man, I got everything (all I need)
    Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream
    I put on that rock 'n roll wedding ring
    I got everything (uhh)
    Still, I want everything (uhh)
    Still, I want everything
    (Everything)
    (Everything)

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    Composición: Hartnett Michael, Wayne Atha, William Booker Washington, Peter Keys, Matt Hayes y Joshua Winkler

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