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Ye, ye, ye- Yela [x2]
[1st Verse]We hit the club, tore it up
Mally Mall’s got model sluts
Fearin’ and Loathin’ in Las Vegas, party, party, bottles up!
I’m feeling like a king, someone tell me where my robe is?
This nitrous oxide got me feeling like Moses
Laughin’ it up, laughin’ loud
Twist it up until you tappin’ out
But Yelawolf ain’t throwing in the towel
Take a pull buddy, how you sound?
My voice feeling like I just swallowed a frog
I think I’m Mr. T, I think I’m Boss Hog
(Get, get, get) getttie up, promenade
Rip it up, hit the stage
Outta my mind yeah, wanna go craze
Feeling like I wanna float around for days
She’s all about it, she’s getting rowdy
She like to party! So whip it shawty!

[Hook]You gotta charge, I gotta charge!
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
You gotta charge, I gotta charge
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
[2nd Verse]Baby you and maybe you
Need to come back to the naked room
Whip it, whip, get with it
I’ll open you up like a Baby Ruth
She’s getting ripped, she’s getting striped
Swimming in a funk
I watch her skinny dip
You wanna feel ill, wanna get real
Wanna pop a pill feel out of control
Wanna know what I’m into though
That N2O
And cloud 9 is somewhere down below
Get on my level, look at the light show
You lay back in the way back of the Maybach or lay back on the Lazy Boy
You can pay me back with a BJ in the ‘Lac here enjoy!
She’s all about it, she’s getting rowdy
She like to party! So whip it shawty!
[Hook]You gotta charge, I gotta charge!
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
You gotta charge, I gotta charge
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
[3rd Verse]Crazy youth, yeah, that trashy life
I’m getting high, I’m in my after life
Rock star no holds barred
Got new hoes sitting in old cars
And I’m feeling like the world is mine
Arms wide open
One country at a time, middle fingers up
F-ck critics, nitrous in a bottle
Bitch whip it!
[Hook]You gotta charge, I gotta charge!
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
You gotta charge, I gotta charge
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard

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Born and raised in Kansas City, Kutt Calhoun shuttled between his mother and his sister’s house during his formative years. While at a Kansas City YMCA during the summer before ninth grade, Kutt realized that his ability to cleverly put words together could have benefits beyond the classroom. Kutt discovered that he could rap. In St. Joseph, Missouri, in 1996 Kutt got a wake-up call. He was shot in the back. "This was my warning," he says. "I stopped selling dope altogether. I started chilling out, writing rhymes all the time and freestyling.

Read more about Kutt Calhoun on Last.fm.


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