Lyrics:
any how
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor
Now
honey
Oh you're on your own
He said
Oh Susannah don't you cry for me
In Alabama's where I'm gonna be
But she said
No tears were shed
Found a man for my
the way home (all the way home)
Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland Delight (hey)
That's how we do, how we do, fancy like
My new, clean blue jeans,
Haaaaa, Yeeah
Woooh,aye
Geezy
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaaaaa
Marching with them bands, running up the check
Fuck the fame,I got
Chill chill chill, let 'em rhyme man
You know what it do man
Just sit back, relax
Yelawolf what up
Raekwon in the building
I'm Alabama's own buddy
him
Not me, no not me - I aint no boxer
A not me, a no not me
Now he's down in Alabama where they say you were
Oh Alabama
Where they dance all
Misty sunrise in my hometown
Rows of cotton 'bout knee high
Mrs. Baker down the dirt road
Still got clothes out on the line
Irwin Nichols there
a scammer
She fuck with me cause I'm low key
I ran it up in Alabama
I got them hoes like I'm Santa
Ass wide panamera
Walk by got'em starring
Big watch see it
and battered
But my family still resides
Oh, lay me down in Alabama
Where the pines meet the shoreline with the Delta summer breeze
Where the Spanish moss
yeah, yeah
Do what she want, she rock a pawn shop throw, sippin' on a Fanta
Drinks by the river but she shoppin' in Atlanta
Ridin' in a Honda but she
Tears were in her eyes
I said I'd come to take her home
Susanna don't you cry.
Oh, Susanna
Oh, don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With
It's Friday night in the Alabama town
Pretty girls coming from all around
Tail gates down waiting for the show
We're all jacked up and we're good
any how
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor
Now
My bones is where the beach is white
Where the beach is white, 'cause they bleached us light
So I'm goin' back home, I took a leap last night
So I'm
I was sprinting through the
Woods down in Alabama
Only me and the crickets' violins
My footsteps slammin' violent, like hammers
I'd been runnin'
Mount Cheaha is my Everest
And the Coosa is my Nile
Alabama's where I was born and raised
And I think I'll stay awhile
Sing about sweet home
can't chug at all
Not a frat boy, I'm a rap boy
In Hollywood, like Aykroyd
But I read my script with a southern drawl
I run home when mother calls
Misty sunrise in my hometown
Rows of cotton 'bout knee high
Mrs. Baker down the dirt road
Still got clothes out on the line
Irwin Nichols there
But there's a Southern kind of tragic blowing in
Oh and it feels like the beginning of the end
Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky
And the sweet
check, girl, I got you
Bougie like soda in the styrofoam
We're singing in the truck loud all the way home
Some Alabama-jamma, she my everything tonight
gotta keep my eyes on the road
Wait what'd we do again
We took the Mustang drove that thang to Alabama
Saw the Noles play all the way in Louisiana
See
a Players Ball right here on W Balls
Pimp fun under the sun
That's right, we're doin' it live with Soopafly
Too $hort and my main man Doggy Dogg
I had
tower in Paris Tennessee
Go to Florence Alabama
Drink Muscadine wine
She gave me a chance and I made her mine
Says she'll never fly away and she's my
knew you are why I write so
Run away with me
I sleep so much better by your side
Alabama could be a pretty sweet home for you and I.
A pretty sweet home
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