Yelawolf — Gangster Of Love

[Intro] Calling all cars, calling all cars There is a gangster on the loose He is very heavily armed and legged And considered extremely dangerous If you should happen to see him on your way home Do not attempt to apprehend I repeat, do not attempt to apprehend Simply say "it's cool" [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Would the real Slim Shady please stand up And tell these muthafuckers why I got signed? 'Cause I’m on the verge of slapping one of these white boys Out here tryna imitate my grind And if you feel offended when I say that Fuck you, say something back What do I gotta lose? I’m already the underdog Why wouldn’t I give you the opportunity to rap? Fuckboy I’m harder than your momma’s fuck toy And she’s still bitching I’m sicker than a chicken sitting in shit Sticking itself with a syringe in a Japanese kitchen, get some I got the kinky bitch: get crumbs Yeah, here the Shady clique come They say I’m a dickhead, well it fits, why? 'Cause I'mma fuck this pussy ass game up till she gets numb Any of many styles that I pick from Fuck it, just give me kick drums 'Cause Yelawolf ain't a rapper I’m a cataclysmic, culturally offensive, don’t-give-a-shit bum It's done, so put ya money on a ‘Bama boy 20 West of Atlanta boy You wanna ride in my lane Prepare for the 18 wheeler winds Get a grip on the bicycle handlebars [Hook] All the girls I meet (better handle yours) Are falling down them stairs Said getting themselves together They getting themselves together That's why they call me Gangster of love Yelawolf and I'm On top, don’t wonder why 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me Gangster of love Feet on the ground Head in the sky 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me [Verse 2: Yelawolf] Hold up, my God Let me pull the Chevrolet out the garage I’m killin 'em A to Z lately, KP You might get a hicky from Nicki Minaj Fuck 'em all with a sandpaper dick I dare anybody to come match him to this You couldn’t hold a flame to my name bitch I wouldn’t even let you hold a bic to my cancerous stick I’m treating rappers like loose change The shoe string belts that I lost in the cracks of my couches Like I didn’t even know I had that until you made it At least you bit what I came out with Oh, you want some of the south shit? Well let me show you what the south is You into sucking dick Well I’m into getting rich buddy We could make a good team Put your money where your mouth is [Hook] All the girls I meet (oh, you doubtin'?) Are falling down them stairs Said getting themselves together They getting themselves together That's why they call me Gangster of love Yelawolf and I'm On top, don’t wonder why 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me Gangster of love Feet on the ground Head in the sky 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me [Verse 3: Yelawolf] I'm all out in a two top two seater Looking like an American missle seeker Got back cat packs in my dungarees Yeah, I’mma light a fuse under the disbeliever Say you don’t give a shit good 'Cause I don’t give two shits neither You better let it go, I’m already at your funeral Walking with a rose like Wiz Khalifa Yessir, I’m bona fied I’mma go ahead and live 'cause I know I’m gonna die And if you want a lift, baby get up in the whip I don’t know what I can give but I know I’m gonna try Whatever it is girl you know I’m gonna buy But you know that's a fib, yeah, you know that's a lie What a bayou, drive through Popeyes Do you want it grilled or do you want it fried? Ah I’m doing this like I knew I would And you did too, so you knew you did If I never got a co-sign I'll be at your throat 'Cause I'm dope and it don’t matter who I’m with Repping that area code 256 White trash girls wink with blue eyelids Because they know Yelawolf can’t be fucked with But it don’t take an asshole to see that shit [Hook] All the girls I meet (that's common sense) Are falling down them stairs Said getting themselves together They getting themselves together That's why they call me Gangster of love Yelawolf and I'm On top, don’t wonder why 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me Gangster of love Feet on the ground Head in the sky 'Cause I'm rock and roll Stop, drop and roll That's why they call me