Trailer Park Hollywood chords by Yelawolf

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

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

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

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

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