Bob Barker

[Intro] (Caaaatfiiiish) [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Let me take a minute and stroll around Come back to the booth like a pit bull with a frown (Woof) Competitive and poetic forget it I'm ahead of it I'm celibate like I ain't fucking around (Yeah) It's a part of my human nature I'm cooking up baby lift your plate up Words flying off of the trees like dry leaves in a breeze You might have to pick a rake up I once met a girl at the airport in some Air Forces and a bag of Hot Cheetos She had an ego Pulling a Louis Vuitto Hotter than jalapeños and bean burritos She stuck her nose up when I approached her than I got closer Don't you need a drink though? 30 minutеs later she pulling out her phonе giving me a freak show Well, ain't that neato? What's in a name? What's in a name? Well, everything when you're Michael Wayne Helicopter airplane train Yeah motorcycle chain Motherfucking box frame I came, I saw, I lean On the wall watched ya'll pitfall From the sticks I crawl To the ball in my hand I'm saying From the left field Gary Sheffield And just like him I'll be a hall of famer Look I ain't scared dont make me call my angels You'll be horizontal Eyeball to ankles [Verse 2: Cowboy Killer] Decked out in camouflage ya'll can't see me Dipped off in a big Dodge Cowbeezy Bad lil thot she a vibe come see me She want it right now she needy Jumping in the pussy like Cowabunga Hope you get offended by the way I'm stunting Won't dive in if I ain't got no rubber We came from the bottom of the rubble If they hating on me then it's fuck em She a freak a show I'm lethal Sitting on a couple of heaters that would change your demeanor put you down in the Fetal and you'll never recover Somebody roll the marijuana Blowing out your speakers Nirvana These hoes simple Gucci Prada Put it in her mouth My enchilada Still hung over from the movie last night Yeah I'm winning damn right I'm about to lay the pipe in a little shawty that came from the west She flew to the east to see how I really live life Me and Catfish like chicken fried rice If you want it you could get it on site Used to slaughter pigs so if rap didn't work it was back to the pen But I didn't think twice [Chorus] Ouuu, I been on my shit all night Tell me do you wanna roll the dice Only pull up if the price is right Yeah, Bob Barker Yeah, Bob Barker Yeah, Bob Barker [Verse 3: Yelawolf & Cowboy Killer] I got her hotter than a kerosene heater Like a preacher Made her a believer Put her in a two seater Twenty minutes she was yelling with her feet up Sick in the head Beat the pussy to death Put it to bed Give me the check Let her swipe my visa I'm a geezer Old school I tease ya Leave ya with a wet muff Leave it to beaver Or swipe the Amex if the price is right I might snap your spandex Prophylactics popped off the hotel dresser I'm a mess yeah popped a Xanax We ain't even danced yet You ain't even a fan yet Girl, where's ya mans at? I don't know but if I had her to myself I'd take her back to the shack into the bus Where my band's at [Chorus] Ouuu, I been on my shit all night Tell me do you wanna roll the dice Only pull up if the price is right Yeah, Bob Barker Yeah, Bob Barker Yeah, Bob Barker