Lyrics:
plenty scouts after me
(Aye where you from)
I'm from the A-L-A-B-A-M-A
(We ready)
Bama Bama Bama Bama
(Aye, ah we ready)
I'm from the A-L-A-B-A-M-A
(Ah
Alabama over me
Packed her shit and moved to Montgomery
These Oklahoma skies just don't feel right
Now that some time has passed I still wait for her
Gettin dirty-dirty down in south Alabama[00:17.14]Got my Chevy truck sitting up high[00:20.16]Z71, yea we do this just for fun[00:22.98]Got a sticker
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a bottle now
Still on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg,
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a bottle now
Still on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg,
motherfucker
Throwing fists, Jump on in the pit, motherfucker
Ever since a kid I was lit, motherfucker
Back to reality, Bring the Bama right out of me
Suicide
I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole, make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir with baby
Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down
he a d-boy but really he's a scammer baby
I'm from east Atlanta by way of Alabama baby
Took so many bricks to 'Bama my pic should be laminated
I
Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down
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
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
get on this album
I can't be late man what you mean
I can't, I mean I turned the album in cas
What you really want me ta do
Naw call that nigga
I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You can't rip me, when I spit for the set,
thats executive
Had drama wit niggas and bitches that's that messy shit
Fuck that
Went back to Bama and then Japan
I was all by myself when the shit began
really good I need ta get on this album
I can't be late man what you mean
(I can't, I mean I turned the album in Cas
What you really want me ta do)
Nah
'Bama bred backwood niggas we so trill
Let the foot watch me and lil Rich gettin' in hoes' ears
What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model
Young girls poppin' cock out in Alabama ('bama!)
I seen it all from the pimps and the tricks (tricks!)
The real live boys, opening the pussy stores
Kuntree
Ain't it mane.
(Yesss)
Roll Tide
War Eagle on my side
I'm from Alabama and I say that shit with pride
Niggas playing everyday like they got nine
Let me take it backcountry bumkin style,
Cause we like big trucks and backyards down in Alabama.
We like big trucks and backyards
We like big trucks
raised me right
I know what bama do to black men shit ain't right
I don't know what's worse, did I start a curse
Selling people out just to get some
working on me
I might just pull up in a pick up
Here come Bama in the rover
Both of the cars full
Ain't nobody in here sober
From the club to the crib
I get
money, money, money, money ain't the motive
What's your name again? Nobody knows it
Don't speak to me nigga, you not important
I'm focused
They say I'm
[Kool Keith]
I got skill you're on my tip now back off
Slack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack off
The radio stereo here we go
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