American You [explicit] Lyrics - Yelawolf

Man you got it all worked out, don't you? Old pair of shoes 

Never wear your heart on your sleeve cause it don't go with the suit 

You got a bad, bad woman with a young little pretty face 

They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway 

Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you 

Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos 

Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through 

Fuck you too 

Mama said steer clear of the devil so you never played in the road 

Always lookin' on the bright side, so you never see the potholes 

You got a house on a hill, big news, that's a big deal 

Big party with your big time friends, man imagine how that feels 

Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you 

Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos 

Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through 

Fuck you too 

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Fuck you too 

I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold 

A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll 

I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool 

Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it, fuck you 

You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle 

20 dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama 

You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow 

Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's 

Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem 

But you fell in love cause to you she was like a supermodel 

And they told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway 

It ain't no problem 

You make somethin' out of nothin', you make money for a livin' 

Pushin' buttons, stickin' digits, flippin' burgers in the kitchen 

With the vision, you've been dreamin', you've been savin' 

You've been given nothin' but shit 

But you take it cause you're patient in this prison 

Fuck everybody visitin', it ain't them who gotta live in this skin 

With all these tattoos that you got, it fuckin' offends them 

If it's you that I'm speakin' to, you must be my extension 

I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it 

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Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you 

Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos 

Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through 

Fuck you too 

Fuck you too