- Yelawolf Opie Taylor 歌詞
- Yelawolf
- Well, mama sent me down to the mac, oh
BC bottles and a bag of tobacco
Said her boss was an asshole
She been on the line just breakin her back though
I need a rope with a lasso
To catch a pot of gold and get past the hassle
To get my mama a castle
Pink Cadillac with the matching tassels
Tick my daddy off with that backhoe
Send him down to Florida to fish on the fast boat
And a truck to match
So he can roll around town pullin his fast boat
Lord, Im a dreamer, I cant pay her
Shell be on the line till daddy can come save her
Couldve been rich, a star, a ballplayer
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
Opie Taylor
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
Opie Taylor
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
We hail a quarter pound of pot in a shoebox
Got five brands stuffed in a tube sock
And gave no ****ing credit to you
I paid cash for my car, but do you slide?
Small town trappin to Seeco
Still keepin it cool in the pistol
Me and dopes like green to a pickle
Yeah, like a haystack to a sicko
Never brought back home a report card
Spent more time in court though
But in it, stood up time, its a short fall
Still servin out, youre off the porch , dawg
I just blow the smoke in the air
Raised by pirates, cursed like a sailor
Could probably get a job if I cut my hair
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
Opie Taylor
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
Opie Taylor
But I got no cares, Opie Taylor
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