Showing posts with label yelawolf. Show all posts
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Monday, 18 March 2013

Yelawolf – Tennessee Love :: Lyrics, Video, Ringtones


  • Artist : Yelawolf
  • Song   : Tennessee Love
  • Album  : Trunk Muzik Returns mixtape


"Tennessee Love" is a new hot track by American rapper, Yelawolf. The song is track #10 off his latest mixtape, 'Trunk Muzik Returns' released on March 14th, 2013. Confirmed guest artists include A$AP Rocky, Big Henry, Paul Wall, Raekwon and Killer Mike. He is also set to release his sophomore album under Shady Records titled Love Story later this year.

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Yelawolf Tennessee Love Lyrics :-

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[Verse 1:]
I must be Jim Morrison, to get a motherfucking girl like you,
Don’t know what I did in my past life, but it must have been something cool,
Cause I’m a whiskey drinking, thought provoking, cigarette smoking dude,
I got a problem with my attitude, it’s hard for me to keep cool,
But when I look at you, I see me, a reflection of a real soul,
So pardon me, if I may seem loose and out of control,
It ain’t the drink talking, it’s me talking, fuck if everyone knows
You my girl and that’s that, so hop on the back of this bike and roll
Let’s roll now.

[Hook:]
I’d never let someone straight up disrespect you
I’d never let someone call you out your name
I’ll always be the one that runs up to protect you
‘Cause I know if I was down you’d come and do the same
So let’s pack it up and move our life to Nashville
Build a studio in the house and do our thing,
And I’ll take you out and we’ll go honky tonkin’
Get drunk and fall in Tennessee Love

[Verse 2:]
Can’t you see that my hands are shaking?
Withdrawals from alcohol,
Ain’t no use in us fucking,
But it’s our life, ain’t it baby?
So ain’t no use in us taking, a chance with it,
So I promise that I’ll work on my patience
Someday, if we get lucky
And we grow and get old
We’ll look back, and laugh about the circus and the show
But for now, we live it up, we spend it up, and we go
To the last call in every bar in this town
Turn the lights on and close, you and me now

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
When I first met you I was so broke,
And I tried to hide behind the Alabama pines,
Prayin’ that you didn’t know, about my problems,
‘Cause I couldn’t, bear to see you go,
And when you found out, all that happened
Your little heart was broke
And I had to earn it back
And I learned in fact
That money don’t fix that shit
Not tattoos and I love you’s
It’s trust that I had to get
I’m sorry that I ever hurt you,
For musicjuzz anything that I did
Can I put this ring on your finger,
Let you know that I’m serious, marry me now

[Hook]

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Saturday, 2 March 2013

Yelawolf – F.A.S.T. Ride :: Lyrics, Video, Ringtones


  • Artist : Yelawolf
  • Song   : F.A.S.T. Ride
  • Album  : Trunk Muzik Returns mixtape


A brand new mid-tempo jam titled "F.A.S.T. Ride" by American rapper, Yelawolf was released on Febuary 26. This Supahot Beats-produced track is expected to be featured in his upcoming mixtape 'Trunk Muzik Returns' due out March 14, 2013. It is a sequel to his breakthrough mixtape Trunk Muzik released in 2010.

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Yelawolf F.A.S.T. Ride Lyrics :-

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[Hook:]
On that ass, b-tch
Bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
Yel – and I be bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
Yel – on that ass, b-tch
And I be bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
Trunk Muzik – bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to

[Verse 1:]
Mello Yello can in my hand – mullet, hog, what?
Country folks don’t talk much
They just get to work – sawdust
Chainsaw, axe, knife, cut firewood, burn, logs, heat
Sleepin’ bag by the bricks – come with the fly, I’m on some sh-t
Drum this out with two sticks
Soup a high school Coupe for new kicks
Zoom – raps make mummies just lift from a tomb
Knock twice if you feel it
Born to rip, I should’ve been
Perforated by the rings like a Mead notebook
Squares want an artery blocked when I’m around
Circulated – nerds are in, Urkel made it
I’ll slap Urkel, take his lunch money
Punks they run from me, drunk and upset
But I don’t run clumsy, punch a perp’
A one, two, three – I’m at the Chelsea Hotel
Like City Nancy with the knife, and two grams of candy
Get the… fee, fee, f-ck me
Please oh please don’t leave
Just give me the keys and crank that beat
‘Cause I might double up and strike, dry heave
But believe, oh believe I’m cold, I’mma freeze this beat
Like Freon, frickin’ neon, that’s me glowing in a snowstorm
Look here, we in these streets like a pair of Nikes
Well, I might be more like a pair of nice jeans, cause I’m…

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
So what’s new?
Been on that sh-t, where’s the atlas?
Thumbtack it, South Kakalak it, Alabama has it – go
Relax in a 1985 box train, perhaps I’m playin’ Relapse
Boss – Eminem saw the gem in him
Oh, me? Yeah, who thought?
Just toss the white trash out the window
Now I’m in a ditch like broken pencils
Empty bottles and stolen rentals
This one is for all my kinfolk
Yeah, bring ‘em in, though
Out the rain, what’s a friend for?
Word, oh for sure – yours truly, at the door
Had to add a syllable to that word
Country, but, oh, of course
b-tches go berserk for certainly, no need to be coerced
Odd economy, don’t need no nine-nine-nine-nine-nine and I know
Just the na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey, goodbye, and hey, let’s roll
These hoes are no good, pills are okay
I just wanna get high, f-ck what you say
Wild, the pen-play kind of like a samurai sword
With a big b-tch, bow to sensei
Motherf-ckin’ b-tch, it’s pay your rent day
You are not alone like my name was MJ
One glove and a f-ckin’ pair of penny loafers
And I moonwalk on the tempo like Billy Jean is not my friend, no
I’m just on that ass, hoe
Bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to

[Outro:]
Yeah… yeah…
Bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
On that ass, b-tch
Bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
On that ass, hoe
Bumpin’ this funky-ass sh-t to ride to
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Let’s go, let’s go
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
I’m on my sh-t now…
I’m on my sh-t now…
I’m on my sh-t now…
I’m on my…
Yeah, I’m on my sh-t now…
I’m on my sh-t now…
Let’s go!

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