Текст песни Hard White (Up In The Club) - Yelawolf feat. Lil Jon
You
ain't
gotta
lay
down
on
your
bed
You
know
you
already
fucked
up
Letting
me
in
the
muthafuckin'
game
is
like
Letting
me
drunk
drive
in
ya
truck
When
Yelawolf
arrived
in
this
club,
already
had
5 in
my
cup
Then
I
took
another
hit
and
I
run
into
a
bitch
That's
looking
lifeless
and
stuck
Baby,
what's
wrong
with
you
now?
What,
you
ain't
happy
with
Red
Bottoms?
Mad
cause
I'm
in
VIP
with
a
fuckin'
Jack
bottle?
With
Tom,
Dick
and
Harry
I
got
up
in
this
bitch
with
a
tank
top
cause
I
spit
so
very,
darn
quick
and
scary
That's
why
they're
so
quick
to
compare
me
Fuck
my
critics
with
a
spiked
dick
When
it
can
fit
barely.
They
probably
think
I'm
a
Limp
Bizkit
That
spits
jelly,
when
I
put
them
in
the
woods
I'm
a
redneck
I'm
a
hick?
Tell
me:
go
ahead,
yeah!
What
the
fuck
does
it
matter
to
me?
Cause
after
me
there'll
only
be
wannabes
And
mostly
ain't
never
gonnabes
Yeah
in
this
forest
I'm
a
lonely
tree
My
limbs
are
covered
in
tattoos
-and
my
roots
they
run
deep
I'm
2 bottle
shawty,
2 bitches
waiting
Two
10's:
that's
a
"win-win
situation".
Happy
birthday,
I'm
feelin'
brand-new
Drinks
on
me!
For
ME:
not
you
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
still
don't
give
a
fuck
I
don't
know
what
to
say
after
that
first
verse
I
mean
like
damn,
I
just
killed
it
What
the
fuck
am
I
supposed
to
do
with
this
cow?
I
done
already
milked
it
Smoke
another
cigarette
unfiltered
Let
go
of
anything
that
I'm
feelin'
Broke
me
down
so
many
times
before
That
I'm
no
longer
rapping
I'm
building
With
one
brick,
two
brick,
three
brick,
four
Underneath
the
steps
of
my
single
wide
door
Raised
by
them
dope
boys,
so
I
know
how
them
thangs
look
Thanks
for
the
recipe:
rest
in
peace,
Wayne
Bush
I
don't
cook
my
shit,
I
don't
break
it
down
for
you
muthafuckas
Out
there
waiting
around
for
some
rap
savior
You
better
look
up
at
what
it
is
that
you
facing
now
Cause
Jesus
drives
a
Harley,
the
Devil
wears
Prada
If
God
was
one
of
us,
he'd
probably
drink
vodka
I
still
kick
it
at
the
party
when
I
get
rich
Cause
rich
or
broke,
I'm
still
as
dope
The
realest
ain't
as
real
as
this
Dead
or
alive,
I'll
put
a
stamp
in
this
bitch
You'll
never
seen
rock
and
roll
do
hip-hop
like
I
did
I'm
2 bottle
shawty,
2 bitches
waiting
Two
10's:
that's
a
"win-win
situation".
Happy
birthday,
I'm
feelin'
brand-new
Drinks
on
me!
For
ME:
not
you
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
don't
give
a
fuck
Up
in
the
club,
still
don't
give
a
fuck
Yeah
(Y'all
know
we
don't
give
a
fuck)
It's
Ghett-O-Vision
(Yeah)
Shady
(Yeah)
Still
don't
give
a
fuck
(Nah)
(Ya
boy
Li'l
Jon)
(We
rep
the
South)
Happy
birthday,
Alabama
Up
in
the
club
Don't
give
a
fuck
(Up
in
the
club)
(Still
don't
give
a
fuck)
(Up
in
the
club)
(Still
don't
give
a
fuck)
I
ain't
in
the
buildin',
I
own
the
buildin',
bitch!
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