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Guevara In era di complotti con demenza fallocratica Proxy poi senza identità recuperan l'atavica Nei media fan tragedia di sostituzione etnica Ma metton
They wanna ride the wave and I know why Alabama flow cause these niggas all roll tide Trynna get fly like I, requires more spendin' Don't worry boys we
a car just cause You wanna roll up on me, I'ma kill your family just because You pussy ass boy, came from Alabama, fucking on your cousins Wake up in
and got me the pants (I got me the pants) Gun to your face like get in the van (Brr) Spent the whole day with me cuz she a fan (Cuz she a fan) Walk in
Who’s house? It’s electrical banana Cat and mouse outside with the sledge hammers I got 3 phones and sweet home Alabama’s In Atlanta Southern twang
daddy when I cum I survived them Alabama winters Although its not place for an anemic nigga. Thats why I'm in Cali nigga I traveled the world now I'm
some young proud niggas with a lotta ego Got me thinkin' bout the right stuff, they ain't like us now its fuck me Alabama she don't ride trucks but she
niggas talkin' about stick talk When they tryna lit up on tic tok We the best in the league Alabama Tryna find a way from Sac to Atlanta I put a grapevine
if you see my ghost on Broadway Tell him that I'm doin' fine I only wish that it was him instead of me Measurin' my days by 9 to 5 Alabama, I never
It's hard to understand I'm gon' try to explain what it means To be a southern man It's an Alabama hard dirt back road Georgia farmland heart and soul
Jazz SpaceMan! New profession adapted while mapping out a quest, my direction was crafted By the main upstairs, give me space to land-Lord
Free Spider Ever since that day I'm like I gotta move better I got to Two thousand and fourteen that's when I moooved to Alabama Slidding gang Selling
"Keep Her" Song by Murphy's Ford Song writers: Brandon Matthews (Murphy's Ford publishing BMI) & Ryan Tomlinson BMI When she got home from
become Or how we got this far apart But all I know is that I wanna go back to that little room Inside that little Alabama house You may be living by
was so boney My dawg named fony but he is not phonie I be outchea by myself i been real lonely Lost my heart in the streets and it been lonely
Tush, Cocaine, Sweet Home Alabama I knew I had her in the palm of my hand When I stepped in the spotlight Hot and heavy in that little alley
and Arkansas Maine, Alabama, and Panama All mixed together and having a ball Yeah, we went out last night One thing started leadin' to another Out last
on TV And that little town that kept you down Is where you wanna be Yeah, I'm one of you Yeah, I'm one of you No you're not by yourself There's
and that little town That kept you down is where you wanna be Yeah I'm one of you no your not by yourself There's somebody else who's been there too If you
My brothers said that I was rotten to the core. I was the youngest child, so I got by with more. I guess she was tired by the time I came along,
price get this low See I cop em' in Atlanta bring em' back to Alabama Avenue And tell them niggas "come and get it let's go" Fifty in the Mac take em'
We ride abide, the laws that we live by Oh my, oh my, starving and trying to get by But when a man dies, the next man rides Ready for war with a four
and Arkansas Maine, Alabama, and Panama All mixed together and having a ball Yeah, we went out last night One thing started leadin' to another Out last
on The big screen then hit every trap and traveled on Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong (I'm tha King) Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes From
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