Lyrics:
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So everybody lend a hand
And maybe they'll get you a real, sweet price
On the Louisiana land, alright
Now, Christ down on the street with his
The Louisiana law's gonna get ya, Amos
It ain't legal huntin' alligators down in the swamp, boy
Now everybody blames his old man for makin' him mean as a snake
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
You know I'd chase the roll around Louisiana
'Til I finally got her down in New Orleans
I could not be told nobody keep a hold on Rosianna
So I guess
It was down in Louisiana, just a mile from Texarkana,
In them ole cotton fields back home
It may sound a little funny, but you didn't make very
says no
Says he's got a little honey on Telephone Road
Come on, come on, come on, let's go
This ain't Louisiana
Your Mama won't know
Come on, come
When I was a little bitty baby,
My momma would rock me in a cradle,
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home.
Well it was down in Louisiana,
Just
Bitch!
Om from da Bayou da bottom da Boot what we call it
Louisiana native ,take them heads off Yo crawfish!
But i done found a lot in common Bout
When I was just a little bitty baby
My mama used to rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana, just about
What U expect? This Louisiana watch yo mouth or lose yo neck
Dark Envy is a army so you know them tools on deck
Pussy niggas talking still aint done
foolies gon eat
Enjoy your meal bon appétit
Promise that we never face defeat
They bowing to our feet
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
We
Ye ye ye ah ah
Mo lo si Louisiana
Ni ba ti mo ri Louisiana
Say she gon do anything
For the paper
For her papers
Omoge mo fo fun e o
Me I no go ever
If you ever find yourself in the backwoods of the Louisiana Bayou
You might come across Bubba's Bait Shop and Worm Emporium
Ask Bubba to tell you his
down Louisiana where mosquitoes rock and roll
Well my daddy's got a store I gotta sweep the floor
I gotta pack the coal and ten things more
I'm gonna
Bet she can do it on a dick
She popping
Bitch I'm from the Louisiana
You know how we drop it
Freak that nigga on the wall
Show him how we cock it
step
Hotter than Kim K
She Louisiana hot
Yeah she the finest
She in first place
A+
You hoes D-
She mean to you
But to me she's the nicest
She the only
alright
They keep you warm on them Louisiana nights
New Orleans Gypsy Girls make you feel alright
They keep you warm on them Louisiana nights
She asked me
Ain't no one outrunning the truth
Can't turn a boy into a man can ya
Can't fit Texas, Texas in Louisiana
Texas in Louisiana
Gas station pit stop in
coming home to the Louisiana Bayou
He's my man I tell you true
Cajun honey I'm a gonna love you
We'll honeymoon in the old Pirogue
When I get
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare thee well my fairy fay
For I'm goin' to Louisiana for to see my Susi-anna
Singing Polly Wolly doodle all the day
I knew she had to lose me to find her own way
Oh Corey, I'll be coming soon
Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon
Through
Meet
Where My Broken Heart Can Beat Louisi-ana Blue
Chorus:
(Where) Those Muddy Bayous Run Just As Black As Coca Cola
Ain't No Other Place I Can Be
and the haze
I find myself thinking bout the place I was raised
Well highway won't you take me
I give you all I plead
For Louisiana, a cypress sunset
Flying Horse of Louisiana,
Were you ever unknown?
Did your crowd fail to cheer?
Were you left standing and forsaken with your tears?
Flying Horse
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