Tekst piosenki 'Dog House' wykonawcy Yelawolf

Yeah, hold up
Ah
Hehe
Yeah
Really though, Catfish, really though
Yeah

Walkin' around
Pacin' back, and forth I go
What's on my mind?
You and I, go down that road
What do I do?
Hang up the phone, and walk away
You told me
You'll be back, back someday

Bitch, you lied
Bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied every time

And now I'm in the dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that

I get drunk
Hung my head, at thе bar
Where was you?
Baby, pleasе, pick up my call
I'm just me
Rowdy boys, never change
Should've known
When you said, we'd be okay

But bitch, you lied
Bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied, bitch, you lied every time

And now I'm in the dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that

I don't really know, hell
One of us is a total mess
Must be you, I can't take the fault
'Cause I'm too damn proud to just hold my breath
I speak up when I feel down
I feel down when I speak up
Neither one of us got a grip on shit
Or maybe that grip's just too damn tough
Confusin' the heart is, true
I know what the girl needs, faults
I'm good as an artist, true
I know how to just talk, thoughts
The point of it all is lost
It's all a joke, I thought
I'm blowin' smoke, exhaust
That's not a COVID cough
Fuck it all, it's just bottoms up
Ashtray full of Marlboro butts
Must be trippin', what a klutz
Whatchu sippin'? What the fuck
In the dog house where I live, bro
Oh, you too? Bump the elbows
Two bricks holdin' up a goal post
Kicked out, she kicked a field goal

Damn, got me, homie

And now I'm in the dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that dog house
And I'll be out 'til the mornin' sippin' whiskey 'til I can't walk straight
For runnin' my big mouth
Out with the boys 'til the early mornin', partyin' the problem away
We all in that dog house

Oh, you too? Pshh, I already know (Big mouth)
Here you go, homie
That's on me (Dog house)
Matter of fact
Hey, bartender (Big mouth)
Let's get a round of Creek Water over here