Lyrics:
die water lê
Solank as daar iets is om te sê
Solank as wat Sarie by die Mooirivier woon
So lank sal ek in musiek kan droom
Solank die Alabama kom oor
in your journal better yet in your eternal
We heavy like a sledgehammer, with Know the Ledge grammar
A bad mamma jamma all the way to Alabama
ain't by mistake
If she wanna leave
Just know I ain't saving her
No I don't want no cape
Tryna feed my fam I ain't got no time I got too much on my plate
a hurricane
My jeweler call me Noah's Ark, I'm floodin' everything
I'm standin' in the section by myself (it's Gucci)
I feel like Meech, a one-man BMF (free
n***** too risky
Midwest kicking I'm Buckeye coolin
All in my shit tryna see what I'm doing
Alabama n**** wit a N.O. tooley
Say I'm too flashy wit all Des
running.
Let's take our stand here yall, let's do some extra terrestrial hunting."
I been waiting in them aliens to come
Now stars fell on Alabama
Clean with the energy tide
Puffing on Alabama that 'bama that hit like a hammer
How am I not the hottest MC
Tracks like McDonalds you loving it when I go
We were young and in love
In Alabama
But it wasn't Birmingham and it wasn't Mobile
So we were nowhere
Dreamers with a blank stare
Running lost
Tony Montana
Caught you in Montana, extradited to Atlanta
This ain't the banana nigga, this is Alabama
Nail in your coffin when the judge rock
CHANGED
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I PUT MY FEET IN THE ALABAMA MUD AND WADED OUT IN THE WATER CHOIR ON THE BANK SINGING POWER IN THE BLOOD (""WONDER WORKIN' POWER"") I WENT
Indiana
I'm a country boy from Indiana
Yeah I done did time in the slammer
Did a little time in the slammer
I was running south of Southern Alabama
Catch me
New Orleans and some folks in Alabama
One call that's all, and they coming with them hammers
You can keep the fame, we shy away from all them cameras
ALABAMA S WERE IM FROM
BUT I PARTY IN EVERY STATE
I BRING A WHOLE FUCKIN VIBE
WHILE THESE NIGGAS SIT BACK AND HATE
THEY GET UP EARLY IN THE MORNING
JUST
the 919
cruisin' in 919
Chasing the sunshine, running from the ties that bind
Alabama in my mind, but this for the 919
Cruisin' in the 919
cruisin' in
Becky was a beauty from south Alabama
Her Daddy had a heart like a nine pound hammer
Think he even did a little time in the slammer
What was I
and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen
me? I say, fuck y'all
Got the same team that I came in with, ducking all that lame shit, ay
Everyone, I know is on go
Drive-bys, while rolling in a 4
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
Who’s house?
It’s electrical banana
Cat and mouse outside with the sledge hammers
I got 3 phones and sweet home Alabama’s
In Atlanta
Southern twang
penicillin
No Alabama, I ain't got no children
Shooting up racist pigs like Woodrow Wilson
Got your eyes in the vision, grip those thighs push the friction
Eat
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
I wouldn't do for ya
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took
rappers playing with me
I'm trying to stop from clicking out
Did a show in Alabama, guess my strap was sticking out
Security to try the arrest nigga, but
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
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