Fiddle Me This Lyrics
| Song | Fiddle Me This |
| Artist | Yelawolf |
| Album | Love Story |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ti:Fiddle Me This] | |
| [ar:Yelawolf] | |
| [al:Love Story] | |
| [00:07.34] | Before I say goodbye |
| [00:08.65] | I'd like to say good day |
| [00:10.61] | And I hope you say "good buy" |
| [00:12.07] | When they ask was it worth for you to pay |
| [00:14.10] | For my music, for pressin' play |
| [00:15.70] | For all the stress that went into my songs |
| [00:17.41] | My love and hate |
| [00:18.44] | The most honest I could be with you to date |
| [00:21.05] | Is to say thank thank you Shady |
| [00:22.63] | For lettin' me be me with no holds barred |
| [00:24.45] | Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car |
| [00:26.45] | This old jar of moonshine is but two fine lines on a blank sheet but so far |
| [00:29.92] | These two lines point directed to my home on the mothership sonar |
| [00:33.22] | Valet UFOs, I go park |
| [00:35.03] | The dirty south needs a soap bar |
| [00:37.12] | In the mouth of these MC's but |
| [00:38.68] | who am I to judge on what they love |
| [00:40.07] | I guess they enjoy being broke and co-stars |
| [00:42.35] | And I'm soakin' so hard |
| [00:43.95] | From the sweat that I could take my clothes off |
| [00:45.87] | I done fucked and raped the whole yard |
| [00:47.54] | Should sit back and shake the gold off |
| [00:49.69] | But I'm already gone |
| [00:51.28] | I got a vision like Teller, sons |
| [00:53.59] | In an envelope like letters |
| [00:54.52] | Lettuce, green, money, long |
| [00:56.43] | Wolfpacks in a calzone |
| [00:58.12] | I'll keep makin' these albums |
| [00:59.65] | Yeah you might have heard a dial tone |
| [01:01.20] | But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone |
| [01:03.52] | I'll send a postcard when I leave |
| [01:05.16] | I think about you when I dream |
| [01:07.03] | And when I'm up under the high beams |
| [01:08.59] | I reflect that shining |
| [01:10.22] | So you can feel the heat of light |
| [01:12.13] | A life of violence 'til I die in |
| [01:13.59] | Yeah I've done come a long way |
| [01:15.30] | From Dixie Land, take my hand |
| [01:33.00] | I'm talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles |
| [01:38.34] | L-Dogs, nothin' but them 'Lacs |
| [01:41.95] | Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park |
| [01:45.27] | Hell, one time for the single wides and the little cribs |
| [01:49.66] | Two times if you know what it's like to fuckin' live |
| [01:53.43] | Three times in a row you've been late on the rent |
| [01:56.45] | Four times before you did the same old shit |
| [02:00.36] | Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up |
| [02:03.60] | Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I'ma gon' hush |
| [02:07.21] | Just like daddy taught me, wait I didn't have one |
| [02:10.79] | Fuck it, I'm happy for him, 'cause he got a bad one |
| [02:14.09] | I popped outta that Easy Bake, land of the 'Bama, clean and safe |
| [02:17.39] | Dropped outta high school reason, hey, I'm already high from a seedless egg |
| [02:21.21] | And they wonder why I speak this way |
| [02:23.01] | And ye ain't ever seen this place |
| [02:24.83] | Well here's your American pie |
| [02:26.51] | It's a Dixie piece of cake |
| [02:38.84] | …… |
| ti: Fiddle Me This | |
| ar: Yelawolf | |
| al: Love Story | |
| [00:07.34] | Before I say goodbye |
| [00:08.65] | I' d like to say good day |
| [00:10.61] | And I hope you say " good buy" |
| [00:12.07] | When they ask was it worth for you to pay |
| [00:14.10] | For my music, for pressin' play |
| [00:15.70] | For all the stress that went into my songs |
| [00:17.41] | My love and hate |
| [00:18.44] | The most honest I could be with you to date |
| [00:21.05] | Is to say thank thank you Shady |
| [00:22.63] | For lettin' me be me with no holds barred |
| [00:24.45] | Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car |
| [00:26.45] | This old jar of moonshine is but two fine lines on a blank sheet but so far |
| [00:29.92] | These two lines point directed to my home on the mothership sonar |
| [00:33.22] | Valet UFOs, I go park |
| [00:35.03] | The dirty south needs a soap bar |
| [00:37.12] | In the mouth of these MC' s but |
| [00:38.68] | who am I to judge on what they love |
| [00:40.07] | I guess they enjoy being broke and costars |
| [00:42.35] | And I' m soakin' so hard |
| [00:43.95] | From the sweat that I could take my clothes off |
| [00:45.87] | I done fucked and raped the whole yard |
| [00:47.54] | Should sit back and shake the gold off |
| [00:49.69] | But I' m already gone |
| [00:51.28] | I got a vision like Teller, sons |
| [00:53.59] | In an envelope like letters |
| [00:54.52] | Lettuce, green, money, long |
| [00:56.43] | Wolfpacks in a calzone |
| [00:58.12] | I' ll keep makin' these albums |
| [00:59.65] | Yeah you might have heard a dial tone |
| [01:01.20] | But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone |
| [01:03.52] | I' ll send a postcard when I leave |
| [01:05.16] | I think about you when I dream |
| [01:07.03] | And when I' m up under the high beams |
| [01:08.59] | I reflect that shining |
| [01:10.22] | So you can feel the heat of light |
| [01:12.13] | A life of violence ' til I die in |
| [01:13.59] | Yeah I' ve done come a long way |
| [01:15.30] | From Dixie Land, take my hand |
| [01:33.00] | I' m talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles |
| [01:38.34] | LDogs, nothin' but them ' Lacs |
| [01:41.95] | Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park |
| [01:45.27] | Hell, one time for the single wides and the little cribs |
| [01:49.66] | Two times if you know what it' s like to fuckin' live |
| [01:53.43] | Three times in a row you' ve been late on the rent |
| [01:56.45] | Four times before you did the same old shit |
| [02:00.36] | Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up |
| [02:03.60] | Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I' ma gon' hush |
| [02:07.21] | Just like daddy taught me, wait I didn' t have one |
| [02:10.79] | Fuck it, I' m happy for him, ' cause he got a bad one |
| [02:14.09] | I popped outta that Easy Bake, land of the ' Bama, clean and safe |
| [02:17.39] | Dropped outta high school reason, hey, I' m already high from a seedless egg |
| [02:21.21] | And they wonder why I speak this way |
| [02:23.01] | And ye ain' t ever seen this place |
| [02:24.83] | Well here' s your American pie |
| [02:26.51] | It' s a Dixie piece of cake |
| [02:38.84] |
| ti: Fiddle Me This | |
| ar: Yelawolf | |
| al: Love Story | |
| [00:07.34] | Before I say goodbye |
| [00:08.65] | I' d like to say good day |
| [00:10.61] | And I hope you say " good buy" |
| [00:12.07] | When they ask was it worth for you to pay |
| [00:14.10] | For my music, for pressin' play |
| [00:15.70] | For all the stress that went into my songs |
| [00:17.41] | My love and hate |
| [00:18.44] | The most honest I could be with you to date |
| [00:21.05] | Is to say thank thank you Shady |
| [00:22.63] | For lettin' me be me with no holds barred |
| [00:24.45] | Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car |
| [00:26.45] | This old jar of moonshine is but two fine lines on a blank sheet but so far |
| [00:29.92] | These two lines point directed to my home on the mothership sonar |
| [00:33.22] | Valet UFOs, I go park |
| [00:35.03] | The dirty south needs a soap bar |
| [00:37.12] | In the mouth of these MC' s but |
| [00:38.68] | who am I to judge on what they love |
| [00:40.07] | I guess they enjoy being broke and costars |
| [00:42.35] | And I' m soakin' so hard |
| [00:43.95] | From the sweat that I could take my clothes off |
| [00:45.87] | I done fucked and raped the whole yard |
| [00:47.54] | Should sit back and shake the gold off |
| [00:49.69] | But I' m already gone |
| [00:51.28] | I got a vision like Teller, sons |
| [00:53.59] | In an envelope like letters |
| [00:54.52] | Lettuce, green, money, long |
| [00:56.43] | Wolfpacks in a calzone |
| [00:58.12] | I' ll keep makin' these albums |
| [00:59.65] | Yeah you might have heard a dial tone |
| [01:01.20] | But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone |
| [01:03.52] | I' ll send a postcard when I leave |
| [01:05.16] | I think about you when I dream |
| [01:07.03] | And when I' m up under the high beams |
| [01:08.59] | I reflect that shining |
| [01:10.22] | So you can feel the heat of light |
| [01:12.13] | A life of violence ' til I die in |
| [01:13.59] | Yeah I' ve done come a long way |
| [01:15.30] | From Dixie Land, take my hand |
| [01:33.00] | I' m talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles |
| [01:38.34] | LDogs, nothin' but them ' Lacs |
| [01:41.95] | Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park |
| [01:45.27] | Hell, one time for the single wides and the little cribs |
| [01:49.66] | Two times if you know what it' s like to fuckin' live |
| [01:53.43] | Three times in a row you' ve been late on the rent |
| [01:56.45] | Four times before you did the same old shit |
| [02:00.36] | Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up |
| [02:03.60] | Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I' ma gon' hush |
| [02:07.21] | Just like daddy taught me, wait I didn' t have one |
| [02:10.79] | Fuck it, I' m happy for him, ' cause he got a bad one |
| [02:14.09] | I popped outta that Easy Bake, land of the ' Bama, clean and safe |
| [02:17.39] | Dropped outta high school reason, hey, I' m already high from a seedless egg |
| [02:21.21] | And they wonder why I speak this way |
| [02:23.01] | And ye ain' t ever seen this place |
| [02:24.83] | Well here' s your American pie |
| [02:26.51] | It' s a Dixie piece of cake |
| [02:38.84] |
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