TM3 - Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik

Trunk Muzik 3

Ala-fucking-bama

Trunk Muzik

Slumerican

Shady

Trunk Muzik

Supahot Beatz

And we still bumpin' that Trunk, bitch

I’ll take your piss in that bottle, throw that bitch at your papa

Smoke flyin' off the chopper and it’s chokin' your mama

She can’t breathe with this funk, what I conceive in the trunk

They disbelieve in the slum, bitch, best believe I’m the one

I got that bump in the back with the box of bodies

Creek Water 'til I’m walkin' wobbly

I’m a businessman, I don’t keep it political

Fuck the world and I’m not sorry

The priest was thinkin' I’m Illuminati

'Cause Eminem is a close kin

He might as well be 'cause I give him hell

For that white bread, put the toast in

Not simply a rapper (Uh)

But I snap like a crispy cracker

When I peel the pages out the book and hook it

That’s a life story, no empty chapters

Pull up on 'em in the '59, shinin' like a trailer park king

Let the boots take a walk

Alligator, how I lift the pile of what I made into the faders

Choppin' like me should’ve been a log

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Money pilin' up, I ain’t got shit to do

We hit the bar and settled up a twenty dollar tab

I left her bein' drunk and walkin' out the back without a ride

Or even bein' smart enough to get an Uber

Go to Hooters, takin' double shooters

Throw a lot of hooters, hit the alleyway

And paddle my way over to the studio, I’m travelin', a mover

Head rattlin', I’m at church with a newer God

On another level, bitch, better grab a ruler

Quarterback of anything Slum and I’m throwin' bullets

Could’ve been a stylist, you admire this mullet

Wanna catch a vibe, then take a violent bullet

Walk a country mile and take a ride in my 'Cuda

For the 808s up under the bench of the Chevy

For the Bettys gettin' ready

Throwin' the confetti, hittin' the powder heavy, uh

Catfish deep gettin' heady, alien shit for my ship, SETI

And it’s a walk in the park

When I’m talkin' the talk, like walkin' a dog

No leash for the beast, no caution at all

Be alert if the dog starts barkin' at y’all

'Cause I’m a marvelous shit starter

A public hit, causin' the market to flip harder

But fuck it if I can roll, these suckers just pickpocket

The creative profit and go remake it to make a dollar

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Trunk Muzik)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Trunk Muzik)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Trunk Muzik)

Uh, uh, uh (Trunk Muzik)