Yelawolf - Dare He Go lyrics

What's up world? The name is Yelawolf
You might not know me by now but, umm
Maybe soon you will you know what I'm sayin'
And when you see my on the street
Want you to throw your hands up like this
Throw a peace up in the air and say
Dare he go, yeah

If you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say: Dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go, dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go
Don’t hate the clothes that I rock
Hit me 'cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go, dare he go yelawolf dare he go

Supermax black pat cat, pussy eater
Boogie hip shaker, hot rap paper getter
Bird feeder, did it all for the nookie beater
Rita in the backseat and
See I'm finna please, her
Been a heater since I was
A little verse breather
Strong breeze, sharp
Used to get the babysitter
Momma slip, don't trip
'cause I like to hit her
Man child'll ride a bicycle to go get her
Taught me well, now I limp harder
Dude, the last girl I shanked flipped
And bought me a cell
Walk a frail bridge but I jump
Up and down like a Celtic
And you can't kick my hound around
'cause he's a pale mix
I was down before I ever learned to rap
Pickle breath, bare-footed
Wrong side of the tracks (the ghetto)
Rap shooting, bark peeling
Weed crop snatcher good herb holder
Soap through the hole blower

If you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say: Dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go, dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go
Don’t hate the clothes that I rock
Hit me 'cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go, dare he go yelawolf dare he go

Skip froggy style to the shack like that
Cherokee, eagle feather, jelly peanut butter
Leaf cutter, gutter splitter
Sticks to the bricks
Tornado spitter, hit the storm cellar
Wanna dance? I'm a TD maker
I'm a tipi shaker
I'm an easy baker, get 'em hot quick
Slick, vaseline, water rippling when it drop
Watch me fly, more than 5′2″
Snatching doo doo
YelaWolf got the clan in a bloody noose
Controversy and I know it I'll bless a poet
Or mess up in it when it
Gets done holler for me get a pack of this
Man what type of cracker this?
Saltine your game that type of cracker this
Never that, show ‘spect, native Ameri-who?
Ameri-can "I think I can" up the track dude
(what? what?)

If you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say: Dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go, dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go
Don’t hate the clothes that I rock
Hit me 'cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go, dare he go yelawolf dare he go

Hold up, single solitary dry flows
Pop glows collar flicking
Never follow chickens
Marshmallow cookin', long line fish hookin'
Sloppy walkin', faded out
Fresh crappy cookin'
Cheap beer drinkin', talk loud
Breath stinkin' step limpin'
Wet drippin' from the lip lickin'
Split banana pickin' ball, grabbing bull
Stabbin'
Indian trail wagon, little boy laggin'
Middle man, half-breed, don't claim a color
I put graffiti on the stars
Of the spangled banner
Tangled grammar, Tennessee, Georgia, Alabama
Vision blurs
See my fur dressed liked a panda
And I put art on my body parts
Full time rhyme dart throwin' at your car
Beep, beep, beeps in the trunk
Yelawolf load it up, click click dump

If you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say: Dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go, dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go
Don’t hate the clothes that I rock
Hit me 'cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go if you see me in the Box
Chevy with the hubcap spokes at the spot
Smile n' say: Dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go, dare he go
Yelawolf dare he go
Don’t hate the clothes that I rock
Hit me 'cause I'm clean and my kicks are hot
Yeah, dare he go yelawolf
Dare he go, dare he go yelawolf dare he go