Lyrics:
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Holder på å sovne
Så treffer eg tjommien min Clova
Han kommer hele veien fra Huntsville Alabama
G Side
Så han må si ka det går i
Si det te de mann
Trippin' flippin' this is how we stick it to ya
It's all good in th'hood
This is our life
Mc shermos, alabama three ooh
I'm so sick
Tennessee, Alabama
My pistol's blarin', what?
An' I'm not carin', tell 'em
Because I'm ready for action
These niggas think I'm playin'
My Tec-9 be sprayin',
Have you ever met a bitch in your life that was no good?
Everybody done fucked her in the neighborhood
They all call her by her nickname
She suck dick
On the combine
Hand me down overalls and an a.m. radio
Tried to get it right the first time and take it slow
Alabama singing, "In A Hurry" and "I Don't Know
might be right here in these Alabama pines
One things for sure you can't find her in no big city
There's just somethin' 'bout her Dixie
Don't know
Well, my momma met my daddy down in Alabama
They tied the knot so here I am
Born on the bayou on the Texas Line
Loved in Louisiana and raised
to Indiana
(Boy) I was lyin' I was down in Alabama!
(Girl) You said you had some business you had to complete
(Boy) What I was doin' I would be a cad
hell, celebratin our senior year
we had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers
We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol
But they
serious right about now, mayne.
Soulja Boy up in dis muthafucka, nigga
Got dis muthafuckin MP-37 shipped from Africa on yo ass, bitch
Fuck you gon do now?
to last nights music
Still waiting for the moon to rise
Dropped my life in a big blue mailbox
In an Alabama grocery store parking lot
Got in my car
Mafia style nigga, slicing yo esaphagus
Dumpin yo ass in the Alabama river (and I mean that)
You hear me, you'll be 20 feet deep in yo Caprice
Wit plenty
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 new in '64
Daddy got
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 new in '64
Daddy got
Belle, Anna
Brightseat Road, by the Shell, Lanham
He smoke your man, he on his Twitter banner
Real sticks, got from Alabama
The chopper rock with
to ourselves
Started writin' poems
Got stronger by ourselves
Kinship bein' the hunger that we felt
So we trusted that
Made moves from it
Got busted backs,
Flexin, on 'em 28
Call me Soulja Boy, bitch i've been gettin K
I got that Scarface mansion by saltiest lake
I'm drop top in my lambo cause I'm
This Life Ain't For Everybody
Last night we played til 3 am in some Alabama honky tonk
Paying my dues by moaning these blues and making this guitar
CHRISTMAS TIME
I GET A CARD FROM BILLY AND CAROLINE
AND IT TAKES ME BACK IN TIME TO ?
Repeat chorus
Words & Music by Larry Wayne Clark
to the ground
Tell me what to do
I feel lonely, although she is by my side
This girl from Alabama
Ababababebabababbeba...better...
Nothing get better
No, nothing
to leave cause you feel right at home
But you know at any nimute everyone will be gone
Montgomery, alabama they were gonna take us in
Our anti-government
a rhyme
I get uptight when I am around people
Who can't feel the vibe and the scene ain't equal
I ask myself why when they pass me by
They act like
out
'cause her rent was late (Rent was late)
Weak bitches in my presence
I can't concentrate (I can't concentrate)
Lame niggas in my section, I can't
Eldorado baby, got my mojo baby
You can call my Danny, step in my Caddy
A sguigely wigely snake-a-didley
Seven boogie forty woogie blues
Colorado
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