- Yelawolf Good to Go 歌詞
- Yelawolf
- Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Walk wit a limp and I talk wit a lingo
Party with a buncha bad girls in a Pinto
Run up on a motherfucker wit a dull pencil
Sharpen up a number 2 on his new Benzo
Hit the brakes, all the way, you can do an endo
Put the bass in your face, you can feel the tempo
Yelas in your face, grab a stencil
You should wanna get a copy the style
Ill lend yo ass, the man so bad
From Alabama with banjo cocked back
Swing bass like Im Rambo fix that
I dont wanna hear shit buddy thats that
Cant get the buzz, go run back to the bar
Pick another drink, get ready to go
Send me ya telephone number, bitch
Maybe when Im ready to roll
Ill hit you wit the totem pole
But right now Im
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Well, boy, you wanna do this shit, well, lets get to it
You already know Imma run right through it
Im just like fluid, artifact like water
Come on, be real, I go a lil harder
Hide ya girlfriend, wife or daughter
Put it on a plate, Imma serve ya order
Line em up, put em in place for the slaughta
Game over by the end of 1st quarter
Wake up hata rise and shine
Im a start when you ridin pine
I got yo main girl ridin mine
Her face in my lap as I recline
Its grindin time and I declare
Ill run my fingers through her hair
I run these streets like marathon
You cant touch me like Hammer, gone
Im good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Dont you know I got Bun B
In my front seat and we got these
（Poppers on the Chrome）
One time for ya boy Pimp C
（Pocket full of stones）
Yeah, I gotta pocket full of stones
Cause I fell off my dirt bike in cargo pants
I rock a microphone literally
Lit up the track lyrically wit bottles cans
Pop a band, put a stack on it
Ill wad up his plans like Aquaman
Make a rapper run back to the studio
Retrace his steps like he dropped a gram
Ill be damned, have ease, baby
You dont wanna run if ya rhythm aint ready
Sin syllables, beats edible
Incredible, inevitably, go
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks all day
New fits, alright
Drop hits all day
Then party all night
Yelawolf, Bun B, good to go
UGK, good to go
R.I.P. Pimp C, ghetto vision
Alabama, Texas connection
Yippie yeller, holler at G
Its good to go
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