Trailer Park Hollywood chords and lyrics - YELAWOLF

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[Verse 1]
[F]Heavy metal longsleeve made in 1988
Fake nugget wristwatch made in 1988
Dixie cup [E]in the cup holder,
shakin', makin' waves
Boom, boom, boom,
[Am]got Jurassic P[E]ark [F]808'[C]s[F]
Ooh, I'm Elvis Presley,
[E]38's on 22's
Rhinestone jacket like Joshua Hedley
Yeah, I got that [F]Honolulu
Flower power, bouquet, medley
'Bout to throw this Chevy in Tom [E]Cruise
And go Trailer Park Hollywood,
go Trailer Park Hollywood
[Am]Yeah, I got [E]a

[Verse 2]
Styrofoam cooler
[Am]full [E]of cheap suds
Rock a necklace that I pulled
off a sink plug
Bubba's in the corner [Am]chillin' with
the mean [E]mug
Permanently [Am]ill, never did king drugs
Did he crack [E]a smile o[Am]r
is it just cracker smiles?
That [E]white [Am]trash hood shit,
go deep with the cro[E]codiles
That [Am]gum mo celebrity mullet
is fuck[E]ing popping now
You laid on [Am]my vision,
you [E]out [Am]of touch like a pocket dial
[E]Now hol[Am]d up, open up [E]the folder,
look back [Am]in the [E]Rol[Am]odex
We repping the [E]seat ever since your
uncle was smoking boas
[Am]Ever since your croo[E]ked ass cop daddy,
[Am]he pulled me over
And [E]took my quarter bag of dope,
'cause he's [Am]a smoker
[A]Fuc[E]k it, I got a lot where
that [Am]came [E]from
[Am]I know a couple grow[E] spots[Am] where
[E]that came [Am]from
808's rattle [E]in [Am]the seat
where she came [E]from
Yeah, I keep that bottom 'cause
I know where I came [Am]from
[F]Still Slum, bitch

[Verse 3]
Just like [F]a nude velvet
painting of [E]a pinup girl
We Trailer Park Hollywood,
we [F]Trailer Park Hollywood
I still got the dice hanging from
my [E]rearview 'cause
I'm Trailer Park Hollywood,
I'm Trailer Park [F]Hollywood, Hollywood
Your mama's cigarettes hanging
with her [E]hair in curls
She's Trailer Park Hollywood,
she's [F]Trailer Park Hollywood
Just like a nude velvet
painting [E]of a pinup girl
We Trailer Park Hollywood, Hollywood

[Verse 4]
British Knights, stepping through puddles and drinking Sprite
[E]
Baby blue dirt bike,
[Am]kickstand and the kitchen [E]lights
Dig[Am]gin' through mama's vinyl collection to
the smell [E]of fried bologna's a ceremony
My re[Am]ligion is 'Bama life
No smoke in the mir[E]ror tricks,
just [Am]dope in the mir[E]ror with
The [Am]seeds in the rolling [E]tray and the box
with the poker chips
The roach in the roach clip with
the leather and feathers
The bellbottoms and aqua net,
[Am]the hippies and heavy [E]metal, uh
[Am]And the block is hot as a tea kettle
So much dope in the garage
you can't [E]park in it
These levels of underground made me
a [Am]genius with keep[E]ing secrets
With a family [Am]that's scramblin'
police radio signals
So what does your daddy do?
Punch in the clock and growin'
pot in the paddy [E]room
[Am]And you can't hang unless
you get on his latitude
Hip-hop [E]is is my lane and rock
and roll is my [Am]at titude
I [F]stay country fresh, bitch

[Verse 5]
Just like [F]a nude velvet
painting of [E]a pinup girl
We Trailer Park Hollywood,
we [F]Trailer Park Hollywood
I still got the dice hanging from
my [E]rearview 'cause
I'm Trailer Park Hollywood,
I'm Trailer Park [F]Hollywood, Hollywood
Your mama's cigarettes hanging
with her [E]hair in curls
She's Trailer Park Hollywood,
she's [F]Trailer Park Hollywood
Just like a nude velvet painting
[E]of a pinup girl
We Trailer Park Hollywood,
Holly[F]wood[Am]

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