Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Animal , by - Yelawolf. Release date: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Animal |
| They should’ve never, ever let you out |
| Cold animal with a mouth from the South |
| What you gonna say, what you gonna do |
| As you know they comin', comin' after you |
| Watch out for the D-Boys |
| Watch out for the boys in blue |
| You better keep it movin', big boy |
| You know they’re takin' shots at you |
| Cos you’re an animal, oh |
| Here we go, Alabama’s own buddy, Promenade |
| And I’m in the zone now, everybody |
| Bringin' em home baby, to the stage |
| Slick Rick E. Bobby in a Nascar |
| Runnin' over motherfuckers like I’m in a bar |
| Sentimental motherfuckers in a cookie jar |
| Be the late night snack I’m Santa Claus |
| Down in Panama beach, drunk in my underalls |
| Playin' underwear volleyball with your broad |
| 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 bumpin' let me do my thing |
| Get the marijuana plant need watering |
| Throw it in a bong let it start bubbling |
| Know what I mean, Butter bean, Badda Badda Bing |
| Trashy white, pass the mic, yeah I’m doin' em dirty |
| Fists start pumpin' when I’m in the lights, like I’m rappin' 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, wrap it up |
| Rap it in, sicker than a pack of ten 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 |
| Here’s a hand, king king king king king |
| Bitch, Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty South |
| And you know we’re gettin' clean, rich yeah! |
| They should’ve never, ever let you out |
| Cold animal with a mouth from the South |
| What you gonna say, what you gonna do |
| As you know they comin', comin' after you |
| Watch out for the D-Boys |
| Watch out for the boys in blue |
| You better keep it movin', big boy |
| You know they’re takin' shots at you |
| Cos you’re an animal, oh |
| Candy-coated whip, runnin' over candy coated rappers (Vroom!) |
| Panties on her drip, do a back flip for me baby be an acrobatic actor (Action!) |
| Do a cart wheel on a bar |
| Will you do a cart wheel while I chill on a bar stool |
| Will I throw a dart at a wet seal |
| Well if I see a whale I’m a throw a fuckin' harpoon |
| Go Looney Toons, and lose your fruit of the looms |
| To prove you’re in the room, you’re shroomin' to the moon |
| But in the mornin' you’re wakin' up like a broom |
| Swept off your feet cause Yelawolf ain’t a groom |
| I ain’t poppin' the cherry, I’m poppin' berry |
| Moonshine, hop in the bedroom let’s move |
| If you wanna compare me, compare me |
| To a legend don’t compare me to a young fool |
| Go get a gun, go get a gun, I’ll get a Cinnabun, now sit upon your fuckin' roof |
| I live it son, I get it done, fuck anyone |
| Yeah fuck anyone who ain’t fuckin' with the crew |
| Yeah throw another bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate |
| Cause I’m a lord, I’mma doggytown, (WOLF!) A.L.A.B.A.M.A, my state |
| My state of my mind 1985 wide body, lookin' for the little small town keg 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 |
| Packin' a Mac 11, with 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 |
| Cold animal with a mouth from the South |
| What you gonna say, what you gonna do |
| As you know they comin', comin' after you |
| Watch out for the D-Boys |
| Watch out for the boys in blue |
| You better keep it movin', big boy |
| You know they’re takin' shots at you |
| Cos you’re an animal, oh |