Matador lyrics - yelawolf (feat. Caskey)

 [Yelawolf:]

Ha ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gotta put my phone on vibrate, this bullshit

Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin'

Decline, call me back, motherfucker

No sir, I got the pocket right here, let's go

Uh, yeah

If I said that I didn't know that I would be here

You know I'm lyin' (yeah), on the sofa

If it wasn't for hell's fire as a youth

You'd know I'd be fryin' (uh), when I was older

But the devil met his quota, I paid up the [?]

Got bit but I'm a soldier, the poison was like a hangover

Check it off, lemon and the salt

This tequila and these broads vote to kill ya and that's all, no way

I got a pocket like a headed line

Yeah, yeah, fuckin' porcupines

Stick waffle house, griddle greasy pan flip

Middle finger up still like I'm missin' four digits

Got more skin in the game than a Beverly Hills surgeon (uh)

Wave runner, nah, but I'm surfin'

Dirty south, no detergent, clean on the surface

Grimy to the gristle, bone marrow, with this arrow

Pointed straight at your bourbon, bow and arrow flirtin'

Been hit with that bullshit, no one ever hurts him

Because I'm a bull, bitch, matadors flyin'

Red blankets from the slidin' door of a minivan

Couldn't get me to believe in them, I am sure to bleed a man

Because I'm a wolf, bitch, no one ever churched him

Never met a preacher who could reach me, made 'em nervous

Irons in the fire, I'm a heavy metal wordsmith (yeah)

Heavy metal like a dose of pickin' up the dirt with

Ozzy in the driver seat, screamin' "Iron Man"

I'm hot, go call the fireman, that's a oldie but goodie

I'm hot, go call the buyer, man [?]

Boy, yeah, I'm a good bet, daddy's rollin' sevens

And there ya go, tell the cashier to bring me 20 more K for this set

And you can keep 10 of it, hit the mall, then call me later

I love you, don't forget to check in (uh)

Father of a queen, boy, y'all in trouble with the pack (uh)

And both my boys are lookin' like they might've brought a bat

Already (yeah), but I didn't teach 'em baseball

They just saw their daddy swingin', then saw daddy take off

Like a lion, flyin' 'til I'm dyin'

Went from drownin' in the trap to smilin' in the islands

Look at all of that blue, it's like the heavens cryin'

Guess I'll wipe a few tears and take a dip into this climate (uh)

Aqua made me water, baby, kickin' it, don't waddle, baby

Slippin' it like all day, baby, 'til she yellin', "oh God, baby"

I got it like, "no, my lady, you just bite the pillow"

While we stop the clock from windin' when we hop into the Holiday Inn baby

Inn (yeah), yeah, Holiday, we in

And I just took Holly and Holiday on dates again

They some lookalikes, I'm lookin' like they start to blend

So I just took vacation and vacated both of them (uh)

I'm makin' renovations, call Vanilla Ice

Ain't he got some type of rental show, Miami type? (yeah)

Wonder if he'd come and fix the home I wrecked last night

I only left the plumbin' lines when I laid the pipe

Ain't too much work there, 'cause I laid it right (uh)

Foundation still good, at least late at night (uh)

Can't account for how to take it when the wind blows

But I'm a free bird, plus I need to [?] rental

[Caskey:]

Ayy, Caskey

It's a "show up in court on LSD and sandals" kinda day

I drew, excuse me your honor, 'cause what I'm tryna say

I'm a modern day Pablo Picasso to economies

And my life is private like the jet, can't do economy

I sit back with my feet stacked, I'm relaxed

Got sober from the money, I relapsed

Pops loved me 'cause my flaws was somethin' he'd see past

When he died, I cried, then I swore I would wreak hav- (hol' up)

Wreak havoc on the game

You barely a semen stain when I didn't get her name

I discard you while my heart glisten in the chain

It's guarded 'cause I'm always bearin' witness to the pain

It never call in sick in hopes that you would call it quits

I called the Ritz, said "I'ma need the presidential suite for Moni' Lewins'"

I'm monolithic with it, prehistoric, follow the prints

My hollow tips in your stomach like you swallowed the clip

Uh-uh, I never swallowed my pride, try to, it's hollow inside

I picked it up, the colors arrive, how you gon' offer me lies

While I did was offer truth, that and tried to provide?

That guilty conscience got you awful deprived

My life abundant, it pour over the edge of my circumference

My cup runneth over, now rover-over your budget

Now holy moly, that kid is chosen, they tryna covet

My blessings what they can't do, I does it (I does it)

I'm doin' donuts in that ZO6, at the Vegas strip

With a bag that's full of Frito chips, didn't mean it literally

This is that casino grip, I go gambino trips

Over Clams Casino style beats while the DJ flips

This DJ Muggs and two killers at the freeway bus

I sport my game like that company named EA does

I gave this five stars on Yelp myself

Because we dropped outta school but with this microphone we A+