Animal (feat. Fefe Dobson)

(Yeah I'd like to sing you A little ditty) They should'a never ever let you out Cold animal with a mouth from the South Whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna do? Cause you know they coming, coming after you Watch out for the D-Boys Watch out for the boys in blue You better keep it moving You know they're taking shots at you Cause you're an animal Here we go (Alabama's own buddy) Promenade (And I'm in a zone now) Everybody (Bringing them home baby) To the stage, Slick Ricky Bobby in a NASCAR Running 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 under-alls Playin' underwear volleyball with your broad I ain't bothered by you're 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 If 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'm dirty Fists start pumpin' when I'm in the lights, like I'm rapping 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, rap it up Wrap it in sicker than a pack of 10 Mini-thins You'll get when I win, but I won't loose 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 Bitch Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty South And you know we're gettin' clean rich, yeah They should'a never ever let you out Cold animal with a mouth from the South Whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna do? Cause you know they coming, coming after you Watch out for the D-Boys Watch out for the boys in blue You better keep it moving You know they're taking shots at you Cause you're an animal Candy-coated whip runnin' over candy coated rappers (vrooom) 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'ma 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 morning 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 cinnabon and sit upon ya fuckin' roof I live it son, I get it done Fuck anyone, yeah fuck anyone who ain't fuckin' with the crew Yea throw another bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate Cause I'm a lord, I'm a doggy town (Wolf!) A-L-A-B-A-M-A my state, my state of 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 port-o-potty So jump on the paddy wagon like a Pakistanian 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'a never ever let you out Cold animal with a mouth from the South Whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna do? Cause you know they coming, coming after you Watch out for the D-Boys Watch out for the boys in blue You better keep it moving You know they're taking shots at you Cause you're an animal