Calling all cars, calling all cars

There is a gangster on the loose

He is very heavily armed and legged

And considered extremely dangerous

If you should happen to see him on your way home

Do not attempt to apprehend

I repeat, do not attempt to apprehend

Simply say "it's cool"

Will the real Slim Shady please stand up

And tell these muthafuckers why I got signed?

'Cause I’m on the verge of slapping one of these white boys

Out here tryna imitate my grind

And if you feel offended when I say that

Fuck you, say something back

What do I gotta lose?

I’m already the underdog

Why wouldn’t I give you the opportunity to rap?

Fuckboy

I’m harder than your momma’s fuck toy

And she’s still bitching

I’m sicker than a chicken sitting in shit

Sticking itself with a syringe in a Japanese kitchen

Get some

I got the kinky bitch, get crumbs

Yeah, here the Shady clique come

They say I’m a dickhead, well it fits, why?

'Cause I'mma fuck this pussy ass game up till she gets numb

Any of many styles that I pick from

Fuck it, just give me kick drums

'Cause Yelawolf ain't a rapper

I’m a cataclysmic, culturally offensive

don’t-give-a-shit bum

It's done, so put ya money on a ‘Bama boy

20 West of Atlanta boy

You wanna ride in my lane

Prepare for the 18 wheeler winds

Get a grip on the bicycle handlebars

All the girls I meet

Better handle yours

Are falling down them stairs

Said getting themselves together

They getting themselves together

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Yelawolf and I'm

On top, don’t wonder why

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Feet on the ground

Head in the sky

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

Hold up, my God

Let me pull the Chevrolet out the garage

I’m killin 'em A to Z lately

KP, you might get a hicky from Nicki Minaj

Fuck 'em all with a sandpaper dick

I dare anybody to come match him to this

You couldn’t hold a flame to my name bitch

I wouldn’t even let you hold a bic to my cancerous stick

I’m treating rappers like loose change

And shoe string belts that I

lost in the cracks of my couches

Like I didn’t even know I had that

Until you made it obvious you bit what I came out with

Oh, you want some of the south shit?

Well let me show you what the south is

You into sucking dick

Well I’m into getting rich buddy

We could make a good team

Put your money where your mouth is

All the girls I meet

Oh, you doubtin'?

Are falling down them stairs

Said getting themselves together

They getting themselves together

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Yelawolf and I'm

On top, don’t wonder why

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Feet on the ground

Head in the sky

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

I'm all out in a two top two seater

Looking like an American missle seeker

Got back cat packs in my dungarees

Yeah, I’mma light a fuse under the disbeliever

Say you don’t give a shit good

'Cause I don’t give two shits neither

You better let it go, I’m already at your funeral

Walking with a rose like Wiz Khalifa

Yessir, I’m bona fied

I’mma go ahead and live 'cause I know I’m gonna die

And if you want a lift, baby get up in the whip

I don’t know what I can give but I know I’m gonna try

Whatever it is girl you know I’m gonna buy

But you know that's a fib, yeah, you know that's a lie

What a bayou, drive through Popeyes

Do you want it grilled or do you want it fried? Ah

I’m doing this like I knew I would

And you did too, so you knew you did

If I never got a co-sign I'll be at your throat

'Cause I'm dope and it don’t matter who I’m with

Repping that area code 256

White trash girls wink with blue eyelids

Because they know Yelawolf can’t be fucked with

But it don’t take an asshole to see that shit

All the girls I meet

That's common sense

Are falling down them stairs

Said getting themselves together

They getting themselves together

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Yelawolf and I'm

On top, don’t wonder why

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

Gangster of love

Feet on the ground

Head in the sky

'Cause I'm rock and roll

Stop, drop and roll

That's why they call me

Man, fuck Yelawolf, man

Yeah, record that shit

Yeah, mix that shit down

E-mail it to me

Aight, put that shit out, man

Aw, shit…

Take that shit down, man

Aye, delete that shit, fool

I… I ain’t know you’s really gonna send it, cuh

Cuh…

Aye, change my number