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money I might wear a hat for MAGA
Pedal to the metal cause I'm livin' Talladega
All I see is red like Roll Tide in Alabama
In the snow I'm sliding out I
being covered by Dr Feelgood on their 1993 album The Feelgood Factor, the last they did with with Lee Brilleaux. They became good friends of ours, and Lee
to Atlanta, with a apple fanner Had a chick in Alabama, love my northern grandma
Used to write me in a slammer, fucked her on camera
She was livin' on campus
view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional
Ten toes down to move
that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard
Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin' "Bitch you ain't hard"
Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that
I'll beat your weak muffin
Decease you easily
I wanna tell you a story about when I was 8
Used to get beat and battered by the kid's that was in my
givin' away free tickets this weekend
Over at The Rose
You don't wanna miss it
Tonight, I got a very special guest
By way of Alabama
And he's in the house
Bud light, moonshine, stuck in the middle
Nights on the town or drinks by the creek
Stacking shelves all night or stacking bales
Ain't no sunrise
breakin' thief in the dark
She had me fallin' in that Alabama moonlight
But I closed my eyes and she slipped right out of my arms
No her in my t-shirt, no
there was a boy named Jake, cotton farmer in Alabama
Now, this man named Jake, he had twenty nine slaves
Only three wives though, that's pretty good for
I was born by the river
The Jourdan River, yeah
In a little old tent
Bennett Side Alabama yeah
Oh, just like the river I've been running
I've been
looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your
No writers block words come To me abundantly
New albums drop with that Same old redundancy
I can flop as myself fake ain't Fun 2 me
Back in the day
Southern Star
Alabama
Album: Southern Star
Oh, southern star, how I wish you would shine
And show me the way to get home
Well I'm blue-collar
Step-by-step this is where I came from
7 Pounds, 6 ounces to graduation
Yeah, this place is in my veins, that's right
These are my stompin' grounds
A first kiss
Con-artist lover deep undercover
Hounded by the industry lights
Sweet Alabama smile for the camera
Show them everything's all right
That kind of feeling isn't
and the women in Louisiana,
D-C, V-A, Motorcity, to the Lou what it do from the blow like waco,
Chi Town going way low, both cacalacas, Alabama to the M. I. A.
break any jaw in town
And I sure as shit been better since the day you came around
Toss and tussle in the pines beneath that Alabama sky
Darling, all I
for beautiful people by the sea
Who don't need a song, need a song
Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise
This is Alabama
my faith in God
I've come a long, long way from Alabama
I've been a long, been a long time gone
I've been up, down, the whole world round
And I'm
Nighttime drive-by, singers lullabies
Bigs askin' about songs they can't identify
Down in Alabama, baggin' grams of yams
Got dozens of killers under my
to Alabama
Chi-Town, where we don't fight over coasts
Cause the one that's in the middle is the one that see the most
No time for that (word) we
the knife it got designs on it
Heart and pride is all on my sleeve and I ride for it
My father used to shoot the street lights out in Alabama
I know he
been an actor on a movie screen
but he stayed in Alabama just a dreamer of dreams
He played football against W.S. Neal
you should've seen him running
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