Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let's Roll , by - Yelawolf. Release date: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Let's Roll |
| Yeah I’m throwed off |
| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all |
| I made my own name |
| Let’s roll, let’s roll |
| Yeah, I’m going off |
| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off |
| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll |
| Yeah now let me welcome you to my small town |
| Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall, country folks all around |
| How I was raised |
| 808 drums quaking, they shake that box, '88 |
| And the dope boys hotter than hells gate |
| But I, still in the shade |
| With a fold out chair, a thirty pack on the back of that tailgate |
| A-L-A, B-A-M-A |
| I'm off I might pee in the lake |
| And bring me a case |
| Yeah I’m bringing the case |
| I’m getting throwed off |
| Yeah I’m throwed off |
| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all |
| I made my own name |
| Let’s roll, let’s roll |
| Yeah, I’m going off |
| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off |
| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll |
| And I’m all the way throwed off |
| Z71 take the bow off |
| Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet mohawk |
| Yeah with a bright orange hat and a bag underneath that Chevy seat |
| Yeah buddy, might go off |
| Split you like a bowling ball |
| Spit chew in my overalls |
| Yeah home of the gumbo |
| Got a couple folks that’d do it to you for the hundo |
| And when them elephant feet rumble |
| That dixie cup’s gonna fall off the console |
| You don’t wanna have a convo with not understand that Bama slanguage |
| Like hollering ain’t it |
| But I come to paint it, so it won’t be throwed off |
| Yeah I’m throwed off |
| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all |
| I made my own name |
| Let’s roll, let’s roll |
| Yeah, I’m going off |
| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off |
| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll |
| I’m just a Kid that Rocks |
| I’m just a boy with a dream |
| That bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks |
| Used to keep a .22 in a shoebox |
| Now I bang Beretta |
| She’s twenty-two and I keep her in a tube top |
| White trash and all |
| Take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off |
| Like how the fuck did I get a catalogue with more hits than a fucking |
| jackhammer dog |
| Cause I planned it all |
| Crimson Tide standing tall |
| Shit, I’m another lit cannon ball |
| Fuck around and I’m going off and I’m getting throwed off |
| Yeah I’m throwed off |
| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all |
| I made my own name |
| Let’s roll, let’s roll |
| Yeah, I’m going off |
| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off |
| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll |