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Talkin' Dirty
Written by Thomas Haden, Eddie Kilgallon, Don Gatlin


Under the hood of his black Corvette
Covered in grease, oil and sweat
Lookin'

gotta show me"
La familia, we ain't worried 'bout no Roley
I just wanna flip and stack my paper only dog
I go by Genre, capital G
I call my gang and we

Like my home bodies a lil chubby
Had a deuce deuce
In my cubby by my
Juice juice
A and b honor roll
I wasn't slow
Just a few screws loose
In class

Her seat
Carried off backwards
By Police
Rosa Parks
Turning up the heat
Alabama get used to it

Fifty Five
James Dean had died
Fifty Five
Elvis starts

going down wit the Yakuza
I was just trying to get home moving by alias
Black man can jump so I be scaling shit.
Alabama bread I ain't afraid of shit just

over the world

Bridge:
Al Hampton Newport news
Shreveport and Batten rouge
Hope that yall still wit me
Jackson Mississippi
Birmingham Alabama

My Dog Still Loves Me
By Lance Woolie 

Lost my job today ain't got a penny
Put away , Had to go home and tell 
my baby now she's mad and angry 
with

can’t compete
Sky blue posted on concrete
Lookin’ heavenly
Yay’s on my face 
We been rockin’ since da 12th grade
Made by the elephant print of roll tide

Louisiana bayous flying by
Greener than the tall Alabama pines
But it’s all a blur without her

Broken hearted song on the Texas wind
Reminding me

on my plate
I'ma grown ass man I never need to check in with my bae
And I told you that I'm cool but you just didn't wanna wait
I'm in Alabama by myself

[Verse 1]

She ask wea I’m from I told ha Alabama
She say what you doin hea in Atlanta
I’m wit da gang da mob da family
I’m trying to spend on da

Oh delta truckin' woman drives the stick shift all night
Pulling in low by the neon lights
Of a truck stop, down Mississippi way
Where the coffee

Alabama Crimson Tide
Man I did it cuz I'm high
Fucked her sister made her cry
Fuck yo rules I don't abide
Add, subtract and divide
EUC where I reside
I got

I'm from Atlanta
Bad bitch I'm fuckin' from Mobile Alabama
Kevin Hart shit cuz I keep me a black hammer
Lil bra sweet so we push up to clap at him
Lil

the suite I'm by the the bing yeah
(Nah nah what they do though?)
Slept on me I'm living out my dreams
Pop my shit in front of cameras
Rockin' shows in

just stick

Alabama, late in 1989
It's the summer of Reagan but the man is past his prime
He wonders what he did with all the time

There were no dances,

Enterprise
Alabama that's my stomping ground
My partner was snake
That Fuck nigga tried to slime me out
My nigga on the run I just talk to him
He still hiding

take all of me
No limit

Alabama Shakes
She got mojo
She got what it takes
So do you though
When I make a mistake
You still gonna flow though
Gonna have

rent taking hits out the pay
The coolest mofuckers keep leavin they never stay
Can only see you online day by day
Keep up with someone do they like calls

You’ll learn them all by the time we’re through! 

Montgomery, Alabama, 
Juneau, Alaska, 
Phoenix, Arizona, 
Little Rock, Arkansas 
Sacramento, California,

immigrant song
Been living on a prayer
While chased by riders on the storm

Going to California
Over the hills and far away
Stoped in sweet home Alabama

Block rocker Im a super saiyen, got a bad bitch goto war about me
Im in Alabama ima in Atlanta im in New York down to south beach
White knuckle grip

in the
Great city of Center Point in the state of Alabama
I came here real quick
I want to talk about the creative nature of God
Look here, whatever

sample turning golden when I'm flipping
Veni Vidi Vici got a triple Cal Ripken
Roaming, cross the country
Got me feeling Alabama I'm like the 1 seed
Every