Steaks 'n Shrimp Lyrics - Singles - Uncle Kracker

Clap your hands to the beat 

(To the beat) 

Oh just clap your hands to the beat 

(To the beat) 

Come on, clap your hands to the beat 

(To the beat) 

I say, clap your hands to the beat 

(To the beat) 

Uh huh 'n' you don't stop 

Uh huh 'n' you don't stop 

Uh huh 'n' you don't stop 

Uh huh 'n' you don't stop 

We in this great lakes state 

Eatin steaks 'n' shrimp 

It's kinda hard to miss the crew 

Because we all got limps 

(Got limps) 

We come equipped with new kicks and Stetsons 

The super saggy rags and the white trash connection 

No flexin', huh, know what I mean? 

You can feel us cool, we don't need to be seen 

(Seen) 

It's all about the green, not the drugs we be takin' 

That shits free with an LP in circulation 

And we be wastin' time 

Got them all state, all county, all hood rhymes 

(Rhymes) 

It's all good times, thank the Lord 

For dumb fuckin' people and credit card fraud 

We tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of Lincolns 

Step into your crib and have your whole house stinkin' 

Don't blink and don't think we're soft 

Hide your money and your gold 

And don't express your thoughts 

Uhh 

We get mad props, wreck all shops 

Puttin' stops on crews 

They get confused and lose, that's what we do 

Styles stem from pioneers 

Leavin' suckers in awe 

You get jawed for lookin' queer 

Can you hear me or am I talkin' to the wall? 

(Wee) 

That's top dog callin' out each and every one of y'all 

You get balls, you come and talk that shit 

But top dogs camp ain't nothin' to fuck with 

And don't say we didn't warn ya 

I got this Detroit thang with more love that California 

Drunk DJ smokin' Cognac dips 

Call me the sidekick, thug boy, kid with the limp 

I rip through rhymes like a bullet in the breeze 

And I float through tracks like a shark in the sea 

A wee bit shy, but I comply by me 

(Wee) 

And I'm a mean motherfucker when I have to be 

Thank young Gs' with sleeves and thieves on hold 

Strategically placed in case somebody feels bold 

I told you ho's you can't fuck with these 

'Cause I make more papers then trees 

(Trees) 

{See we believe in brotherhood forever is criteria 

You fuckin' with top dog 

Your fuckin' with family 

(Family)} 

No I ain't feelin' ya, got all that I can do to hear 

Any time you see me you should stand clear 

You see me in my Lincoln 

I'm in the clubs drinkin' 

Who you gonna check bitch, what the fuck you thinkin'? 

You can check me, but that shit don't slide 

You can get your life, took tryin' to take my pride 

You ride with who, man that shit ain't big 

I roll with dogs that'll rock your wig 

And got gigs all money, Detroit to Portland 

Cellular receivers and beepers is what were sportin' 

Your nothin' of importance, I don't sweat you 

Yeah the drinks on me, but the jokes on you 

(You) 

I'm all about the everyday nothin' at all 

See I'm not doin' very much, I'm just havin' a ball 

I'm in bed by four 

(Four) 

I'm up by noon 

(Noon) 

I might sit around, I might write me a tune 

I might go fishin' and again I might not 

I might get me a fourty or pour me some Scotch 

The watch on my wrist, that don't even exist 

A lot of pissed people from appointments that I've missed 

I dissed everybody and their Mom for spite 

'Cause everybody's barkin', but nobody ever bites 

Your talkin' loud, sayin' nothin' 

Get you Dad, get your cousin 

Go and get your boy 'cause he's as big as a house 

Now take your pussy ass clickin' and get the fuck out 

(Fuck out) 

I'm the estranged, deranged 

I got domains like states 

I live in plush hotels with them hourly rates 

I do big plates eight times a day 

The crew be livin' large at the seafood bay 

Got a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to scramble 

Ain't about to ass out on a no good gamble 

Could handle anythin', but I ain't down for broke 

So before somebody slides 

Somebody's getting choked 

I'm a no good freak, tweak skin like rashes 

I lose a little love with everyday that passes 

Ain't a masochistic, rock statistic 

Vocabulary, I'm a very shy simplistic 

And get this, some people say I changed 

I'm the same motherfucker with the same old name 

A little extra game and extra cash, see 

You could fuck me, but don't put it past me 

You wanna bash me and got no reason 

I can lay up in the Caymans for four straight seasons 

(Wee) 

I ain't a punk, I refuse to be 

I live for what is, not what used to be 

Your all up in the past, that's ash 

Hear what I say 

"I'm all about today and I'm gonna die that way" 

Bitch