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Animal (feat. Fefe Dobson)

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Animal (feat. Fefe Dobson)

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Yeah i'd like, seen you a little ditty?

They should've never ever let you out

Goin down em all with the mouth from the south

Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do

As you know they're coming, coming after you

Watch out for the d-boys

Watch out for the boys in blue

You better keep it moving (big boy)

You know they're taking shots at you

Cos you're an animal, oh

Here we go, alabamas own buddy

Promenade. and i'm in the zone now

Everybody, bringing em home baby

Tour da stage.

Slick rick e. bobby in a nascar

Runnin up on motherfuckers like i'm in a bar

Sentimental motherfuckers in a cookie jar

Be the late night snack, i'm santa clause

Down to panama beach, drunk in my underalls

Playing underwear volleyball with ya bra?

I ain't bothered by your triple d's, not at all

Let me hold em up for ya baby while you walk

Wanna get the party bumping let me do my thing

Get the marijuana plant need watering

Throw it in a bong let it start bubbling

Know what i mean, butterbean bada bada bing

Trashy white, pass the mic, yeah i'm doing 'em dirty

Fists start pumping when i'm in the lights, like i'm rapping in jersey

Never get elegant in elementary, never learned to write in cursive

Raised by the country b-boys, i'm elegantly perfect

Rack it in, pack 'em in, to the back again, rap it up

Rap it in, sicker than a pack of 10 mini thins

You'll get when i win but i won't lose

In fact i'm gonna win, win again with another hand

Here's another hand, here's another hand

Dealer can i get another hand

Heres a hand, king king king king king

Bitch, yelavision and the dirty south

And you know we gettin green bitch eh

They should've never ever let you out

Goin down em all with the mouth from the south

Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do

As you know they're coming, coming after you

Watch out for the d-boys

Watch out for the boys in blue

You better keep it moving (big boy)

You know they're taking shots at you

Cos you're an animal, oh

Candy coated whip running over candy coated rappers (hrooom)

Panties on my drip? do a back flip for me baby be an acrobatic actor (action!)

Do a cartwheel on the wall will you do a cartwheel while i chill on a bar stool

When i throw a dart at a wet seal well i can see ya well i'm gonna throw a fucking harpoon

Go looney tunes and lose ya for the lose to prove you're in a room, you're shroomin to the moon

But in the morning you're waking up like a broom swept off ya feet cos yelawolf ain't a groom

I ain't popping the cherry, i'm popping berry moonshine hop in the bedroom lets move

If ya wanna compare me, compare me to a legend, don't compare me to a young fool

Go get a gun, go get a gun, now get a cinnabun, now sit upon your fucking roof

I live a ton, i get it done. fuck anyone. you fuck anybody, you ain't fuckin with the crew

Yeah throw another bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate

Cos i'm a lord of a doggytown (woof)

A.l.a.b.a.m.a my state

My state of my mind 1985 wide body

Looking for the little small tail gate party

Wanna get drunk, wanna fall up in a hottie

Get shitty like a porta-potty so

Jump on the paddy wagon like a pakistani and packin a mack 11

Wit a pack of maniacs, 11:30 back at it again

I'm ready for the battle when and where muthafucka, they let another cracker in

Yeah

They should've never ever let you out

Goin down em all with the mouth from the south

Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do

As you know they're coming, coming after you

Watch out for the d-boys

Watch out for the boys in blue

You better keep it moving (big boy)

You know they're taking shots at you

Cos you're an animal, oh

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