posted on: October 19, 2020
[Interlude] Round the town they call him Pa You don't want it with me, motherfucker Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy, yea, yea When it's all over they can put my body up in the river Who got sick from the fucking fame ‘Cause I can’t make bail on minimum wage Clean ’em up, grab a mop I promise I put you with the piranhas inside of a shallow swamp [Boy1:] It’d be better if you just forget about it I can't leave this bitch neither Back in the saddle again Way down this country road and I holler [Verse 2] Where they make that moon shine still (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({ Lyrics Terms of Use. That motherfucker Billy in the house Did some pills but I want more But I never listened to her There'll never be another from the South [Boy2:] Pa said not to bother him, and if he’s not gonna be home, how can I bother him? Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy, yea, yea Out to the bin, take you out with my pen Yeah, buddy boy, I'm clean And sing to you lullabies Inside of a book and light a candle for my mama who got sick on the fucking fame Tall and slim, walk with a limp Got a propeller sharp enough to eat through a two footed ‘Cause I be here and I do my time Back in the saddle again And then make you follow a boat full of drinking water But I might do it just because [Intro] I'll have it as soon as I earn the money to buy it That's a long time away Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said? And I fight anybody that wants to go And if you wasn't with me when the shit hit the fan It's Pa from on the hill Alabama that is my home Would lay a log in front of my boat That's a long time away And then make you follow a boat full of drinking-water You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy Catfish When I get up in the morning I think about Write CSS OR LESS and hit save. That long hair ain't gonna cover up that red neck, boy, [Chorus] Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, goddamn All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only. Immediately [Boy2:] Well I’m going to do it, and I’m gonna take Jack with me, ’cause Pa didn’t say anything to him, [Intro:] Still got the bottom beating like gorillas [Boy1:] Pa’s just got a lot of things to do The entire annotation of this track comes from where the sample to the intro is from, thus Catfish Billy (Yelawolf) relaying his childhood memories to us just as Billy Coleman had. Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy, yea, yea Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy Pa said not to bother him. Fuck this world, fuck this town There’s an old man on the porch on a shack Yelawolf Lyrics; Catfish Billy Lyrics – Yelawolf. [Boy1:] Doesn’t matter, I don’t want Pa to skin me alive like he’s gonna do to you if he finds out Yelawolf – Catfish Billy Lyrics. Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said? [Hook] You won’t find me sober much Turn water to wine, one dollar a time Feeling real hot, hangin' from my pocket, a pager If I fuck you once, I fuck you sore Give me that stone and a mobile phone Rhythms and syllables relevant of my scripture Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy. It’s Pa from on the hill [Verse 2] I take my sips, I talk my shit And I fight anybody that wants to go Fuck this world, fuck this town Bitch, go to sleep, grab a pillow Don't look at him, go get the matches Catfish on my shit, fuck with me you gonna get dropped, [Hook:] Because your shit is overpriced I'm getting totally throwed Doesn't matter, I don't want Pa to skin me alive like he's gonna do to you if he finds out Where they can’t find no woman, no man, no cousin, no friend without a gun Fuck your dope and your alcohol You don’t want it with me motherfucker That motherfucker preacher’s daughter’s son It'd be better if you just forget about it Yeah, watching the neighbors [Intro] And if he's not gonna be home, how can I bother him? 20 [Dialogue:] [Boy1:] Pa’s just got a lot of things to do [Boy2:] Like what? I do not hang at the same club in the same town every damn night That motherfucker Billy in the house Back in Alabama with the ball-pen Fuck your dope and your alcohol And I didn't have to beg, plead, or force it So why do you think a fuckin' hater Alabama, that is my home Lyrics to 'Catfish Billy' by Yelawolf. Got me in Jordache jeans Cause I be here and I do my time While the people around my body deliver CTRL + SPACE for auto-complete. Way down this country road and I holler Where they make that moonshine still There’s an old man on the porch on a shack And the shack is where he lives Round the town they call him Paul It’s Paul from on the hill And everytime Paul does lay a hole
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