Yelawolf - Oh Yeah lyrics

[Hook: Mr. Finley] [?] When I step up in it, guarantee you've [?] Say yeah, oh yeah, they're going yeah, f** yeah My n***a ay This is who I am, this is how I go And every time I get up in that booth or rock a show They're going yeah, oh yeah, they're going, yeah f** yeah My n***a ay [Verse 1: Mr. Finley] I like you, [?] I only came for the b**hes to jock I brought some [?] with me and they're ready to pop Any disrespect we're turning up to the top I fucl with players, you work with haters So that make you a hater by a**ociation I west coast it b**h rollerskating, feeling like a President When I lead we motorcading The total package, batteries included Sorry producer I [?] music I have to do it, the whole world watchin' Catch me in the sky, probably while you birdwatchin' (there I go) I'm up-up and away I don't need a phone number , I am f**ing today And you can bet that when I come that I ain't comin' to play Who got a problem? Who want drama? Who got something to say? Ay [Hook: Mr. Finley] [?] When I step up in it, guarantee you've [?] Say yeah, oh yeah, they're going yeah, f** yeah My n***a ay This is who I am, this is how I go And every time I get up in that booth or rock a show They're going yeah, oh yeah, they're going, yeah f** yeah My n***a ay [Verse 2: Yelawolf] You don't wanna see me do it, do you? You don't wanna see the truth of music Lick for the crack southern [?] f** it all the way the people choose the music But give me the [?] and I lose it Shoot at a muthaf**a like [?] f** it like [?] Use it, you get used to gettin' approved man Spin a circle [?] underneath my Jay f** [?] tree I'mma roll in with a 30-pack of [?] Come jump in the [?] I boogie down to the bottom, hater Instead of saying f**in' Alabama, you'll be screamin' f**in aligator Yeah buddy I'm off the chain I'm off the train I'm [?] loose How did I become off the train? 'Cause I'm an engine with low [?] I'm an indian, I'm a Cherokee too I'm a white boy, an Amerian youth So, who needs the proof? If you wanna Bud Light I'll give you tattoo... In avenue...the game is sick [?] The game is sick, I'm a bowl of soup So, what's up player? You're looking down, you don't know, what's up player? But I'm looking like I wanna know, what's up player? Drop another verse Jump outta the booth like [Hook: Mr. Finley] [?] When I step up in it, guarantee you've [?] Say yeah, oh yeah, they're going yeah, f** yeah My n***a ay This is who I am, this is how I go And every time I get up in that booth or rock a show They're going yeah, oh yeah, they're going, yeah f** yeah My n***a ay [Verse 3 Mr. Finley] This that sh** that make them motherf**ers go crazy Such a Vegas baby, somebody ace of spade it Point me to the stage, cut my f**in' music up I am here for your enjoyment, use me 'til you use me up I'm cool as a refrigerator, winter weather [?] winter fresh [?] since forever Can't nobody rip it better I'll rip it to shreds, I do it 'til d**h I'll k** it it's dead GOV and I ain't talking to government 2011, Ghet-O-Vision b**h, we runnin' sh** Goin' HAM on you n***as and we make that change like man in the mirror I am macaroni, I am Mr. Finley I am spokesperson, I have spoken for my city We here, goin' nowhere, tell you I'm going nowhere As long as I got that mic I'mma rap that b**h and make 'em Oh Yeah [Hook: Mr. Finley] [?] When I step up in it, guarantee you've [?] Say yeah, oh yeah, they're going yeah, f** yeah My n***a ay This is who I am, this is how I go And every time I get up in that booth or rock a show They're going yeah, oh yeah, they're going, yeah f** yeah My n***a ay