Catfish Billy 2

I’ll have it as soon as I earn the money to buy it

That’s a long time away

Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said?

I’ve been that boy since I was smoking banana peels

Back in Alabama where the ballpen

Hammer knocking hubcaps off the reel

Stealing bowties off the grills

Momma said: No carbonated soda ‘fore you go to bed

But I never listened to her

A two-liter bong with a tinfoil bowl

Full of cheap hydro is illegal, I’m sure

But I learned from watching the neighbors

Yeah, watching the neighbors

Got me Jordache jeans

Feeling real hot, hangin’ from my pocket, a pager

Yeah, buddy, boy, I’m clean

Cubic zirconium rocks in my earrings

Gimme that stone and a mobile phone

And I carry that gem like me and Irene

I’m getting totally stoked

Sipping Creek Water with me and my folks

I’m getting totally throwed

My flock is waddling around

Can’t keep my ducks in a row

And I can’t keep up with this bullshit they callin’ dope, but I’m married to her

I can’t leave this bitch neither

Rock and roll pussy I cannot turn down

Even though she’s a liar, a thief, and a cheater, I need her

That long hair ain’t gonna cover up that red neck, boy

Catfish Billy

The motherfucking Billy in the house

Billy and I’m really in the house

Really like I’m really on the couch

Choppin’ up dope boy, I ain’t never seen a drought

You ain’t never seen a Catfish Billy

There’ll never be another from the South

Never be another with the style

To make another me, not now

The King of Alabama

That ain’t never been a doubt, just bounce, I'm

Catfish Billy

The motherfucking Billy in the house

Billy and I’m really in the house

Really like I’m really on the couch

Choppin’ up dope boy, I ain’t never seen a drop

You ain’t never seen a Catfish Billy

There’ll never be another from the South

Never be another with the style

To make another me, not now

The King of Alabama

That ain’t never been a doubt, just bounce

Still got the bottom beating like gorillas

Checking my trunk like a killa’

You ain’t fucking with Slumerican stop, uh

Bitch go to sleep, grab a pillow

Go to sleep with your stinking ass

I ain’t got time, I ain’t taking trash

Out to the bend, take you out with my pen

And then I take a bottle, and break the glass (ooh)

I done built me a fortress

And I didn’t have to beg, plead, or force it

Got enough forces to sit on my porch and not move, and still be in orbit

An ancient alien, homosapien

Me and rappers like beats of Okra

Turn water to wine, one hell of a time

Drinking up this fire and there’s no need to cork it

Gorgeous, mmm, gimme those

‘Cause I remember me and momma making penny rolls

And if you wasn’t with me when the shit hit the fan

Then you cannot get a penny, you ain’t getting any, bro

Gotta pay the taxes, when the wood is out

And the kerosene can is filled up to the brim

Don’t look at him, go get the matches

Lace up and then take a hike

I’m making shit that is major light

I’m pulling up in them big wheels

You couldn’t pedal a baby bike

I do not hang at the same club in the same town every damn night

I am not making Hip-Hop for the Hip-Hop awards show or the ‘Gram likes

'Cause I

Catfish Billy

The motherfucking Billy in the house

Billy and I’m really in the house

Really like I’m really on the couch

Choppin’ up dope boy, I ain’t never seen a drop

You ain’t never seen a Catfish Billy

There’ll never be another from the South

Never be another with the style

To make another me, not now

The King of Alabama

That ain’t never been a doubt, just bounce, I'm

Catfish Billy

The motherfucking Billy in the house

Billy and I’m really in the house

Really like I’m really on the couch

Choppin’ up dope boy, I ain’t never seen a drop

You ain’t never seen a Catfish Billy

There’ll never be another from the South

Never be another with the style

To make another me, not now

The King of Alabama

That ain’t never been a doubt, just bounce