Yelawolf, Mystikal, Shawty Fatt - Get Away lyrics

Yeah, hell of a day
To load a 22 and take it to
The woods and let it ring
Into the night and break a
Bottle with the bullet
Yes I'm 'bout it motherfucker
Not a single solitary thing
Is missin' from my southern roots I'm
Liable just to take a Chevrolet
And run it through the mud for giggles
Huh, what a son of a bitch
My momma raised into a rapper
Who could tell a story like
My uncle when he's drinkin'
Product of a workin' environment
Fuck is y'all thinkin'?
Meanin' I'm workin'-workin' harder
Than any artist can ever do it simply 'cause
I'm made that way
I build a house around your
Ass before you could realize
That you in the neighborhood
That Yelawolf made so call me a redneck and
Tell your boys about it
Tell 'em I'm an Alabama wanna-be, I be that
I'll just take it to the studio
And drop a bomb on you
From a motherfuckin' beanbag i need that

Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s
Bring Yelawolf a deuce
We’ll sit up on the roof
Of the broken Chevrolet
Talk til there’s nothing left to say
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gon’ have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
You gone have to get away from
Me, load up the guns, load up the guns
Then you’ll have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gone have to get away from me

Man, I done been through it all
I done been up and know what it is to fall
Punk police feeling all on my balls
Without a probable cause
Cause a nigga sittin’ tall
"Dawg, you gotta do something Fatt
On the road with Wolf
Why did you come back?"
Cause them up there, don’t wanna play fair
Got me pinned to the wall
Like a fucking thumb tack "Dumb fat!"
Dumb hell
Criticize a nigga for the crack I sell
Like you could give a shit if a
Nigga eat well or eat at all
Wanna see me fall
Let ‘em see that? Naw dawg, them lies
Only cause I got Catfish on my side
Bitch I'm headed up, up to the sky
Roll up, let's get high
Wavin' them bye, I need that

Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s
Bring Yelawolf a deuce
We’ll sit up on the roof
Of the broken Chevrolet
Talk til there’s nothing left to say
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gon’ have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
You gone have to get away from
Me, load up the guns, load up the guns
Then you’ll have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gone have to get away from me

20 plus 20 still spittin' 'em out
Still piss on your porch and
Still shit in your house
Then put my dick in your
Mouth, take it back out, put it back in
Fuck on the floor, skeet on the couch
Which one of you ugly muthafuckers think
You thug enough or rugg enough
Or gutter enough, fast enough to keep up
(huh) the most retarded motherfucker in
The whole wide world
Ain’t stupid or dumb enough to fuck with it
If you in say you in, and if you is handle
Your mutherfuckin’ business
Knuckle up, buckle up, hustle up
Huddle up what we gonna do? Win!
Not a nan’ ‘nother nigga
Outta there can compare
To what I do to these boys
On these bars and these scales
In these clubs in these bars
On these tables and chairs i need that!

Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s
Bring Yelawolf a deuce
We’ll sit up on the roof
Of the broken Chevrolet
Talk til there’s nothing left to say
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gon’ have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
You gone have to get away from
Me, load up the guns, load up the guns
Then you’ll have to get away from me
Drink some, smoke some
Cause if I don’t get away
You gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways
Then you gone have to get away from me