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It's the boy Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to the club up
go! Yelawolf

You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to know you already up
Lettin' me in the game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club, already had in my cup
I done took hit, I done ran into a bitch that's lookin' lifeless and stuck
Baby, what's wrong with' you now? What, you happy with' red bottoms?
Mad I'm in VIP with' a fuckin' Jack bottle!?
With' Tom, Dick, and
But I got up in this bitch with' a tank top 'cause I spit so very quick and scary
That's why so quick to compare me
But fuck the with' a spiked dick when it can fit barely
They probably think I'ma Limp Bizkit, their jelly
But I put 'em in the woods, I'm a redneck, I'm a hick, me
Go ahead, the fuck does it matter to me?
'Cause after me, only be wannabes, and mostly ain't-never-gonna-bes
Yeah, in this forest, I'm a tree
My limbs are in tattoos, and my roots, they run deep ah!

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, that's a win-win
Happy birthday, I'm brand new
on me, for me not you
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, still don't give a

I don't know what to say after that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I killed it
What the fuck am I supposed to do this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything I'm feelin'
They done broke me down so many times before I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
With' one brick, two brick, three brick,
Underneath the steps of my single-wide
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Bush
I cook my shit, I don't break it down for you motherfucker out there waitin' around
For some rap savior, you better look up at what it is you facin' now
'Cause Jesus a Harley, the devil wears Prada
If God was one of us, he'd prob'ly vodka
I still kick it at the when I get rich
'Cause rich or broke, I'm as dope, the realest ain't as real as this
Dead or alive, put a stamp in this bitch
You'll never see and roll do hip-hop like I did

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, a win-win situation
Happy birthday, I'm feelin' new
on me for me, not you

Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck

Yeah, yeah (Y'all know we give a fuck)
It's (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) still don't give a (Nah)
(Ya boy Jon, we rep the South)
Happy birthday,

Up in the club, don't a fuck ah
(Up in the club, still don't a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!