Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dog House, artist - Yelawolf. Date of issue: 29.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Dog House |
| Yeah, hold up |
| Ah |
| Hehe |
| Yeah |
| Really though, Catfish, really though |
| Yeah |
| Walkin' around |
| Pacin' back, and forth I go |
| What's on my mind? |
| You and I, go down that road |
| What do I do? |
| Hang up the phone, and walk away |
| You told me |
| You'll be back, back someday |
| Bitch, you lied |
| Bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied every time |
| And now I'm in the dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that |
| I get drunk |
| Hung my head, at thе bar |
| Where was you? |
| Baby, pleasе, pick up my call |
| I'm just me |
| Rowdy boys, never change |
| Should've known |
| When you said, we'd be okay |
| But bitch, you lied |
| Bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied every time |
| And now I'm in the dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that |
| I don't really know, hell |
| One of us is a total mess |
| Must be you, I can't take the fault |
| 'Cause I'm too damn proud to just hold my breath |
| I speak up when I feel down |
| I feel down when I speak up |
| Neither one of us got a grip on shit |
| Or maybe that grip's just too damn tough |
| Confusin' the heart is, true |
| I know what the girl needs, faults |
| I'm good as an artist, true |
| I know how to just talk, thoughts |
| The point of it all is lost |
| It's all a joke, I thought |
| I'm blowin' smoke, exhaust |
| That's not a COVID cough |
| Fuck it all, it's just bottoms up |
| Ashtray full of Marlboro butts |
| Must be trippin', what a klutz |
| Whatchu sippin'? |
| What the fuck |
| In the dog house where I live, bro |
| Oh, you too? |
| Bump the elbows |
| Two bricks holdin' up a goal post |
| Kicked out, she kicked a field goal |
| Damn, got me, homie |
| And now I'm in the dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that dog house |
| And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight |
| For runnin' my big mouth |
| Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away |
| We all in that dog house |
| Oh, you too? |
| Pshh, I already know (Big mouth) |
| Here you go, homie |
| That's on me (Dog house) |
| Matter of fact |
| Hey, bartender (Big mouth) |
| Let's get a round of Creek Water over here |