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Trunk Muzik
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Vocals
Nikkiya
Nikkiya
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Songwriter
William Washington
William Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Willpower
Willpower
Producer
Bradley Post
Bradley Post
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Ian Blanton
Ian Blanton
Engineer
Kawan "KP" Prather
Kawan "KP" Prather
Executive Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Marcus Beatty
Marcus Beatty
Engineer

Lyrics

Trunk Muzik Trunk Muzik Straight from the back of the game I rock it Yelawolf's got that crack, boy In the woods with the SK I'm cockin' You don't want to play with that toy Droppin' this heat like an asteroid Good in the south like pastor troy Pull up aside of a 1977 Sittin' back and sippin' my cronic 7 pimpin' And I'm about to get down Look at me changin' lanes Twin pipes lookin' like dragon's breath Chevrolet's throwin' flames Yes I know it's strange Hit you with a left, I pull the chains Bitch, you too heavy to carry You don't wanna bury yourself Underneath that 808 I'll drop it in your face like DJs, I'll cruise it, I got that Trunk Muzik Everybody hop in the Cadillac And now I'm back on the throtal of Chevrolets With the bottom won't you roll the widow down If you cruisin', I got that Trunk Muzik Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf On the 808 come up, fade away Ain't no better way to get down I told you I was coming Said I'd be here in 5 And even though I brought you glasses You still can't believe your eyes But if you don't believe it by now Fuck it, just lean to the side Hold up, wait a minute, I don't really Wanna leave without a single solitary So when needed for I'll bring it to 'em If you're sailin' catch my drift Lead me to the door, check my list Meet me at the floor, catch this fist Or meet me at the store catch this lick Feel this house flip this brick Real skateboarders feel this grip Moving threw the alley way Look at the people tripping 'Cause I'm only chopping like To the DJs, I'll cruise it, I got that Trunk Muzik Everybody hop in the Cadillac And now I'm back with a bottle of Chevrolets With the bottom won't you open it when I'm down If you cruisin', I got that Trunk Muzik Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf On the 808 come up, fade away Ain't no better way to get down I have to be the hardest, I have diamond nuts I piss excellence Ricky Bobby lines 'em up Catfish Billy half pines 'em up Yellow wolf country fries 'em up Pull 'em in duffle bag Then I roll up in a river then I hold up Watch what the fuck you hold up Dynamite sticks will blow up Ghetto vision got this sold up Roll up, smoke up Everybody wish'n they choose us But we don't give a fuck you know us I know you didn't see me coming But I'm coming anyway Bitch yellow wolf is style'n on DJs, I'll cruise it, I got that Trunk Muzik Everybody hop in the Cadillac And now I'm back with a bottle of Chevrolets With the bottom won't you open it when I'm down If you cruisin', I got that Trunk Muzik Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf On the 808 come up, fade away Ain't no better way to get down Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf On the 808 come up, fade away Ain't no better way to get down
Writer(s): Michael Atha, William Booker Washington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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