Letra de Rubber Boots - Tom MacDonald & Adam Calhoun

(Feat. Adam Calhoun, Project Pat)

Can't you see these rubber boots?

Got it out the mud and that's the truth

Everybody pray that I would lose

Now it's me laughing at you

Ha-hahahaha

Hahahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

Hahaha

Mom, I made it

Everybody who was hating was praying that I wouldn't be this but I'm undefeated

They're biggest mistake was forgetting that they gave out freedom of speech to a genius

Grabbin' my penis, swinging my balls, don't give a fuck, never at all

I'm the biggest independent artist and they look retarded hopin' that I'll fall

One time for those haters in the back, where they at? (Fuck 'em)

One time for those pussies talkin' trash, where they at? (Fuck 'em)

Straight or gay, they/them, there's white or black, where they at? (Fuck 'em)

Everyone who prayed I wouldn't last, where they at?

I'm a wanted man, got a lot of fans

If you want a problem you don't got a chance

That's a lot of blood on a lot of hands

That's a lot of graves on a lot of land

I got it out the mud and now I count the blessings

If you don't get it then I guess I got a question

Can't you see these rubber boots?

Got it out the mud and that's the truth

Everybody pray that I would lose

Now it's me laughing at you

Ha-hahahaha

Hahahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

Hahaha

I can't understand it like he speakin' Spanish, Hispanic

He got so stuck in mud he gon' need mechanics and hammers

My hands dirty like they planted, I been there, got the advantage

I been stranded, left for dead and damaged, this is how I managed

Look, fuck 'em, they ain't got the nerve, swerve, flip 'em off the bird

Why he talkin' shit, I bet he swingin' with a purse

Swear to God I ain't forgot days I was broke until the first

Yeah, I made it out the mud but I'm still playin' in the dirt like

Blast off, got their comments runnin', it gon' tear through mud like asphalt

Speakers bumpin', rumblin, got they heater on the dashboard

Just in case you run up like a dummy, tear yo' ass off

Boy, you got it comin', you gon' get just what you asked for

Can't you see these rubber boots?

Got it out the mud and that's the truth

Everybody pray that I would lose

Now it's me laughing at you

Ha-hahahaha

Hahahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

Hahaha

I laughed off, good for the soul, gotta let it out of

Or they use you, judge your roll, gotta sweat it out of

This your life on the table, man, get it out of

Bein' selfish, thinkin' about Babe, ready to hit it out of

If you ain't first you're last, that's what Ricky Bobby said

Pull that pistol, let it blast, then you left somebody dead

Now you scared but on the street was a full gangster

Like 50 Cent said "Boy, you a wanksta"

Money in the saver, gettin' to the paper

Smile off the glacier, ballin' like a Pacer

You was in my face, uh

Flossin' all that blood money

Now I'm free and I'm on top and you ain’t there, ain't nothin' funny

Can't you see these rubber boots?

Got it out the mud and that's the truth

Everybody pray that I would lose

Now it's me laughing at you

Ha-hahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

Ha-hahahaha

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