[Yelawolf] Twenty pounds in the trunk Momma been growin that skunk Green room looks like a war zone Dirty water drips from the hydro pumps Daddy got me sweepin leaves Pickin up shake, makin tea Brownies, cookies, servin all the hippies Nickel sacks, bet, hit me Dixie boy, smoker's toy Paraphernalia, you enjoy Grow it, pack it, then deploy Summertime job come get employed Evidence destroyed Family biz evidently boy Duckin the police boy
[Chorus: Yelawolf] All for the love of {"Marijuanaaaaaaa!"} Roll it up, cut it down Pack it up, pass it around Everybody loves some {"Marijuanaaaaaaa!"} Makes you happy, feelin stupid Girls get horny, when they use it Everybody smokes some {"Marijuanaaaaaaa!"}
[Yelawolf] Can't get caught by the Rosco So we stuffin this green like a taco Feelin like we hit a brick lotto Puttin dents in the street like a pothole We pot hold, in the backwoods Two-tone box Chevy with the black hood Seats come out all backed up P's for the 18 like a Mack truck You a dope boy? So what! If I gave you my connect you'd blow up Sawed-off layin flat on the sofa They'll twist that lid like a soda Uncle Critter puttin plugs on the motor We gotta get to Tennessee, no hold ups We ain't gettin rich bitch, we gettin over
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[Yelawolf] Crowbar sits in the carjack Fill the gas tank up with a fun pack Son I don't wanna see you 'til you come back If you get caught you know where the money's at Throwin loose rocks on a dirt road Police on your throat like a chokehold Rollin through town with a boatload I'm feelin like a trailer park mogul Sweat can't roll down the windows cause the door's jammed up with the elbows I think I see cops, I can't tell though If I ride too close they'll smell dope My phone blowin up, I promise They waitin on the package from the runner I made enough just for the summer
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