Yelawolf & Caskey Tat Shop Lyrics

[Chorus: Caskey]
At the Tat Shop, told' em put the skull on me
One for my haters, and another one for my old homies
Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who gon roll on me

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Yeah, watching the money, I'm doing the laundry
And come out of Palm Beach where a million dollars was an [?]
Come from a city where I see cunts turn a lot of people into zombies
Where you can't even buy [?], without someone ringing the alarm please
Now I got the car keys and my homiе kilo in the car seat
Trying not to fall victim to the long list of my citiеs RIP's
Momma said I should've stayed home, I stand on the wide screen
But I stay with the homie, with the red flag, and he ain't a right wing
Peace to the gods, cowboy hat when they draw me, try to make 'em reach for the stars
Homeboys still tryin' to reach through the bars, [?] to the cause
Outline y'all, only thing y'all gonna get tryin to [?]
See through the [?]
But somehow I made [?]
[?] days was in, days of free fall
I ain't even have [?]
At the days inn, days on [?]

When you work this long

Okay, okay?

[Chorus: Caskey]
At the Tat Shop, told' em put the skull on me
One for my haters, and another one for my old homies Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who gon roll on me

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Yeah, at the Tat shop, told' em put a skull on me
Your baby momma looking, she gon' put that skull on me
Guarantee vampire on my neck, she bury teeth, marry
[?] sunrise, every week
She gon' need to cool down, know that I got fans, buyer
I put it down I stick it up, she put them hands higher
Boss I got you, I'm a boss when I say [?]
Recruit the soldier, roll her over and fire
Player, player, playboy, never rock a suit and tie
But I will might that p*ssy parking with my eighty-five
Oh, that's a pro, off the hook, like a coke
I don't pass out none of the digits, just some tickets to my show
Mucho mucho, thank you much, ATL, I got the cuts
[?] freaky bout that love, I dont' want love I want a slut
Be my [?], be my queen, be my anything I need
And I might put your initials on my skin, permanently, permanently

[Chorus: Caskey]
At the Tat Shop, told' em put the skull on me
One for my haters, and another one for my old homies
Know where I'm from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who gon roll on me