[Verse 1]

Would 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 I gotta lose, I'm already the underdog

Why wouldn't I give you the opportunity to rap

Fuck boy, I'm harder than ya 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 dick head

Well it fits why

Cause I'ma fuck this pussy ass game up til 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

Get a grip on the bicycle handle bar.

[Chorus]

All the girls I meet

Are falling down them stairs

Said gettin themselves together

They gettin themselves together

(That's why they call me)

Gangsta of love.

Yelawolf and I

On top don't wonder why

Cause I rock and roll

Stop drop and roll

That's why they call me

(Gangsta of love)

Feet on the ground

Head in the sky

Cause I rock and roll

Stop drop and roll

That's why they call me.

[Verse 2]

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 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

The shoe string belts that I lost in the cracks of my couch

Like I didn't even know I had that until

You made it obvious you bit when I came out

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

We could make a good team

Put your money where your mouth is.

[Chorus]

All the girls I meet

Are falling down them stairs

Said gettin themselves together

They gettin themselves together

(That's why they call me)

Gangsta of love.

[Verse 3]

I roll out in a t-top two seater

Looking like an american missle seeker

Got back pack packs in my dungerees

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 ready let it go, I'm already at your funeral

Walking with a rose like wiz khalifa

Yessir, I'm bonafied

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

And if you wanna live baby get up in the whip

Baby I don't know what I'ma give but I know I'm gonna try

Whatever it is girl you know I'm gonna vibe

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

What if I buy you drive through popeyes?

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

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

Cuz I'm dope and it don't matter who I'm with

Reppin' 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.

[Chorus]

All the girls I meet

Are falling down them stairs

Said gettin themselves together

They gettin themselves together

(That's why they call me)

Gangsta of love.