Party Prophet

[Intro: DJ Paul]

And I came into the house

And I saw a party

And it was good

And I walk upon it

A King of it

And I saw that it was good

So I filled up my cup

Lord, I am the party prophet!

I am, the party prophet!

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

Bitch I'm leaning back in my skull cap

Picture me rolling inside a jet-black spaceship

Sitting high like a white bitch's nose

Over Beverly Hills caught by the Wolf's fragrance

Ya smell that Slum-

Merican arrogance in the air again I'm carrying a drum

Waking up the dead like, Hello Mr. Jackson

Zippers in the red jacket, who's bad? Mr. black? gun!

Is it you, is it you, is it you, is it you?

Tell security we steppin up in this motherfucker strapped

And he ain't bout to check none it's done

All hail to the crew Lord

I'm hotter than the blue steel of a Bruce sword

Swinging through clowns like butter

You talking goons you gon' need another room for us

Wolf-pack rolling deep, no sleep, rolling 'neath where they smoking on leaf

Till I can't see straight, till I need a rebate, till I'm rolling my sleeves

Some of these motherfuckers are still in their pajamas

Alot of their mommas in the parking lot hollering

"Now please please, give me my baby back in one piece!"

I send them back puzzled, what did I see

[Hook x2: Yelawolf]

The party prophet, party prophet

The party prophet, party prophet

The party prophet, party prophet

The party prophet, Yelawolf is a party

The party prophet

[Interlude: Yelawolf]

Welcome to the church of Rock 'N Roll

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

Treat this grown ass party like I did school

I don't give not a single damn, and I didn't then too

Will Ferrell just put his nuts on your grandmother's favorite kitchen stool

Then I took all thirty two of that cold blue and I didn't leave shit for you

Pissed in the woods that I thought was a bush

If it ain't a bush fuck it that's cool

Drown her with a Jack D bottle drinking ass

Cuss her like a sailor ass

Catfish Billy looking silly with the hillbilly hat

Stumbling through everybody tryna find a new shirt

Acting most ridiculous but really

I'm in your momma's closet pushing through momos

Oh wait, yes you do

I'm the life of the party like voodoo

Here's life to an otherwise dead doll

So put the needle down in the motherfucker real deep in the heart

Can I get a, "Yes yes ya'll?" (Yes yes ya'll)

Pull up in a brand new Chevy I just bought and give you a pep talk

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

Jump up out the fishtail Cadillac

With a bottle of yac on my back motherfucker get back

Gotta snub nose and a switchblade

That's a motherfucking fact but y'all already know that

Pack of cigarettes rolled up in my sleeve

With a blunt of Cali hanging at the side of my mouth

I'm so intoxicated I kissed a bitch and threw up in her mouth

Fuck that, I've got some more shit for her mouth

But that's later on when I'm bout to roll out

When I walked to the party red carpet rolled out

Walking slow motion blowing smoke in my mouth

You got molly? Damn right I got molly

And I got a bottle of that folly in the dolly

Can you please excuse my swag

I don't mean to ruin the party I'm a nigga that's naughty

Hanging with my nigga from another, Yelawolf

Step up in the club, whole club got took

Drink a metheglin, hundred bitches got took (Got took)

Bang her till she yell like a wolf (ah-woooooooh)

Then I jump back in the ride

Still got my condom on but a nigga gotta slide

Cause her boyfriend just came with thirty niggas ready ride

Put a brother on the hoes holding up picket signs

[Hook]