Throw It Up lyrics
[Gangsta Boo - Hook]
I see you bitches talking loud but you aint saying shit Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my shit You aint from my city, you don't know about this You don't want that drama you aint ready for it bitch Now throw it up, (yeah hoe) throw it up (yeah hoe) Throw it up (yeah hoe) throw it up You aint ready for it bitch, throw it up (Yeah hoe) throw it up You aint ready for it bitch [Yelawolf] I already got 2 cars on the yard that don't run So why would I wanna break shit down for you Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch Here the king of archery come, with a cracker dick The f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you munch If I'm not hardly the one, you must be barely the one Baby really, you kidding, bitch I'm the prodigal son And I'm stuntin like my daddy D-dr-d-drinkin' like my mama Country like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first I aint even shift gears yet, I aint even here yet I'm outta this earth, right (yeah hoe) But I just hit the surface And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and Check the clerk Where the keys? Bitch you better check your purse I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling I might just hit The curb So get the fuck outta my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the chicken House with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit! Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a dick bitch [Hook] [Gangsta Boo - Verse 2] Bitch please you don't wanna step up to this misses G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a nigga hit his knees when I'm up in the building, preaching to my children I don't be taking no shit from you haters You make me hurt one of your feelings Hahahahaha, Na-nani-nah-nah Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now You be on that hoki wag, hoki wag? is bullshit Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi river Take no shit from a bitch or a nigga So so crazy got a f-cked up temper Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm worser I'll hurt ya I got a crazy ass mind game My nigga, I'm a lion untamed Hunt ya ass down in my jungle I do this, I tell them hoes You aint ready for it bitch [Hook] [Eminem - Verse 3] Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off this muthaf-cka You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant Hello tuts you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier What I want They say I act like an asshole When I pull up at the White Castle And I ask for an application, throw it back in her face an' Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper? Bitch you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada chance I was thinkin' about buying you some clothes But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart But the doors was, was locked, what about some shoes I thought Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know They don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh! This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags What a trailer trash pioneer? I am here, that's why I'm here I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea! Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about Sign language Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU! Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident I went to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up [Hook]
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