Lyrics:
an animal
Here we go (Alabama's own buddy)
Promenade (And I'm in a zone now)
Everybody (Bringing them home baby)
To the stage, Slick Ricky Bobby in
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
(Hey, how 'bout ya, Alabama? Roll on!)
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll
ring
A bungalow by the sea
(Boy)You're really naive to ever believe a full of baloney phoney like me
(Girl) Say! How about the time you went
where the wind don't die
We even try to bake the cake or pie
????, bust on by for my niggas incarcerated
Where you gotta do life or get your
bitch (ow), say her name is Texas (Mexican)
She fly but she wasn't the sexiest
She had a ho with her named 'Bama, short for Alabama
A big bad
and comsumers 'cause we had athis lil city down in
Alabama Boomin' so we just do it
Did it like Nike
And even wit this wifebeater on
I still got somethin up my
here and pop off real quick
Yo, I gotta get that guap by any means
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
I thought that
Tush, Cocaine, Sweet Home Alabama
I knew I had her in the palm of my hand
When I stepped in the spotlight
Hot and heavy in that little alley
My brother said that I was rotten to the core
I was the youngest child, so I got by with more
I guess she was tired by the time I came along
She'd
a chopper price get this low
See I cop em' in Atlanta bring
Em' back to Alabama Avenue
And tell them niggas "come and
Get it let's go"
Fifty in the Mac take
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
say home is where you hang your hat
But it's hard when you a music man
Gotta give my heart and soul every night to another fan
From Alabama out
were the turn of the century
You were the reason, in hindsight
I woke up
Now whenever you're around
Seein' you, but I can't
You're an Alabama
night, my baby by my side
"Sweet Home Alabama" and a six pack of Light
An old dirt road and I'll be just fine
Give me a Sunday morning that's full
night, my baby by my side
"Sweet Home Alabama" and a six pack of Light
An old dirt road and I'll be just fine
Give me a Sunday morning that's full
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm
Alabama girl with a grudge was the headline
Judge said "I'm puttin' her away for a long time"
She's a household name when the child begins
No one even
Jane
Yonder comes that gal of mine
How do you think I know
Know her by that gingham gown
Hanging down so low
Bake them biscuits baby
Bake em good
rides"
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton shortbed Ford
My uncle bought
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