Yelawolf, DJ Muggs, Caskey - Matador lyrics

Ha ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta put my phone on vibrate, this bullshit
Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin'
Decline, call me back, motherfucker
No sir, I got the pocket right here, let's go
Uh, yeah

If I said that I didn't know
That I would be here
You know I'm lyin' (yeah) , on the sofa
If it wasn't for hell's fire as a youth
You'd know I'd be fryin'
(uh) , when I was older
But the devil met his quota, I paid up the
Got bit but I'm a soldier
The poison was like a hangover
Check it off, lemon and the salt
This tequila and these broads vote to
Kill ya and that's all, no way
I got a pockеt like a headed linе
Yeah, yeah, fuckin' porcupines
Stick waffle house, griddle greasy pan flip
Middle finger up still like
I'm missin' four digit's
Got more skin in the game
Than a Beverly Hills surgeon (uh)
Wave runner, nah, but I'm surfin'
Dirty south, no detergent
Clean on the surface
Grimy to the gristle, bone marrow
With this arrow
Pointed straight at your bourbon
Bow and arrow flirtin'
Been hit with that bullshit
No one ever hurts him
Because I'm a bull, bitch, matadors flyin'
Red blankets from the slidin'
Door of a minivan
Couldn't get me to believe in them
I am sure to bleed a man
Because I'm a wolf, bitch
No one ever churched him
Never met a preacher who could reach me
Made 'em nervous irons in the fire
I'm a heavy metal wordsmith (yeah)
Heavy metal like a dose of
Pickin' up the dirt with
Ozzy in the driver seat, screamin' "Iron Man"
I'm hot, go call the fireman
That's a oldie but goodie
I'm hot, go call the buyer, man
Boy, yeah, I'm a good bet
Daddy's rollin' sevens and there ya go
Tell the cashier to bring me 20
More K for this set
And you can keep 10 of it, hit the mall
Then call me later
I love you, don't forget to check in (uh)
Father of a queen, boy
Y'all in trouble with the pack (uh)
And both my boys are lookin' like
They might've brought a bat
Already (yeah) , but I didn't teach 'em baseball
They just saw their daddy swingin'
Then saw daddy take off
Like a lion, flyin' 'til I'm dyin'
Went from drownin' in the trap
To smilin' in the islands
Look at all of that blue
It's like the heavens cryin'
Guess I'll wipe a few tears and
Take a dip into this climate (uh)
Aqua made me water, baby
Kickin' it, don't waddle, baby
Slippin' it like all day, baby
'til she yellin', "oh God, baby"
I got it like, "no, my lady
You just bite the pillow"
While we stop the clock from windin' when
We hop into the Holiday Inn baby
Inn (yeah) , yeah, Holiday, we in
And I just took Holly and
Holiday on dates again they some lookalikes
I'm lookin' like they start to blend
So I just took vacation and
Vacated both of them (uh)
I'm makin' renovations, call Vanilla Ice
Ain't he got some type of rental show
Miami type? (yeah)
Wonder if he'd come and fix the
Home I wrecked last night
I only left the plumbin' lines
When I laid the pipe
Ain't too much work there
'cause I laid it right (uh)
Foundation still good, at least late at night
(uh) can't account for how to take
It when the wind blows
But I'm a free bird, plus I need to rental

Ayy, Caskey it's a "show up in court on
LSD and sandals" kinda day
I drew, excuse me your honor
'cause what I'm tryna say
I'm a modern day Pablo Picasso to economies
And my life is private like the jet
Can't do economy
I sit back with my feet stacked, I'm relaxed
Got sober from the money, I relapsed
Pops loved me 'cause my flaws
Was somethin' he'd see past
When he died, I cried
Then I swore I would wreak hav (hol' up)
Wreak havoc on the game
You barely a semen stain when
I didn't get her name
I discard you while my heart
Glisten in the chain
It's guarded 'cause I'm always bearin'
Witness to the pain
It never call in sick in hopes
That you would call it quit's
I called the Ritz
Said "I'ma need the presidential
Suite for Moni' Lewins'"
I'm monolithic with it, prehistoric
Follow the prints
My hollow tips in your stomach
Like you swallowed the clip
Uh uh, I never swallowed my pride, try to
It's hollow inside
I picked it up, the colors arrive
How you gon' offer me lies
While I did was offer truth
That and tried to provide?
That guilty conscience got you awful deprived
My life abundant
It pour over the edge of my circumference
My cup runneth over
Now rover-over your budget
Now holy moly, that kid is chosen
They tryna covet
My blessings what they can't do, I does it
(I does it) i'm doin' donuts in that ZO6
At the Vegas strip
With a bag that's full of Frito chips
Didn't mean it literally
This is that casino grip, I go gambino trips
Over Clams Casino style beats
While the DJ flips
This DJ Muggs and two killers
At the freeway bus i sport my game like that
Company named EA does
I gave this five stars on Yelp myself
Because we dropped outta school but
With this microphone we A+