Lyrics:
Rebel yell and the Cherokee
Say what you want about the life I'm livin'
Don't give a damn what you think about me
I got roots down in Alabama
I got
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love y'all, man, look
This what I'ma say about Def Jam, look, man
We had some ups and downs, you know what I'm saying?
My first album, I was getting
in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
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
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
So AlexdaKid and KidinaKorner checking me out daily
My latest album making waves already
Check me out I’m Number One in New Releases Baby
Headed
H-Town on the double
So I said it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Put together UGK and shit, the rest is history
We make hits by
Alabama at
That's what niggas get for trying to battle rap
Head shot, should be one and down
No drive-by, but we running guns
A nigga walk up to you,
in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn
flat
Where many weary nights I sat
Thinking of the folks down home who think of me
You can bet you'll find me singing happily
[chorus:]
When
everynight
he brought sweet harmony into our lives
You could tell when he'd sing about Mama
By the tears in his eyes
His voice would sound all lonely & down
will
We spent september on the backroads
Shotgunnin’ warm bud lights down
A sinner’s rabbit hole
By the fire, taking off my dirty blouse
I let your
chasing
Makeshift therapy
Keep me going till I finish school
Write my feelings down
Put them in a whole album
An amalgam of issues
Most of them tied to no
chasing
Makeshift therapy
Keep me going till I finish school
Write my feelings down
Put them in a whole album
An amalgam
Of issues
Most of them tied to no
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
in the bed of an old silverado
To the sound Alabama sweet home on the stereo
We were big small town, so damn proud, livin' loud
Gettin' down, rollin'
[Wyclef Jean:]
This one goes for every girl holding they man down,
And every man holding they girl down, yeah
I'm on the new? I can't even see
Hot shit (hot shit)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot
I do keep it blood like a Piru
I'm in album mode
I'll try'n get every album sold
I'll compose hits like Al Capone
Down the road, no telling how it
looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your
Yeah
Ay (CMG), this mixtape here
It's strictly for the fans
(Yogottimusic.com), trust me
I want my album to drop more than you
Call
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