Lyrics:
room in your dreams for me
Left a note on my pillow or a breadcrumb or three
If it comes a surprise that I'm not by your side
When you wake up in
see
But it's not you so tonight it's the jukebox, the bottle and me
I just stopped in here tonight
Cause around here there's nowhere else to go
just how a country boy do
Got a styrofoam cup in my hand, that's just who I am
And that's just how a country boy do
That's right
Neither country
that Johnnie Walker healin'
I got a feelin'
I need a neon church
Baptize me in that barroom smoke
Bartender, preach to me 'til my heart ain't broke
still blowing, Lord,
You know the song were flowing
From a broken-hearted lady
By the wayside.
Listen to my song, you
Kept it ringing clean
hands
And make a plan
Kyle Drew and yours truly
That's Dalabama
I introduce myself
They ask am I from Alabama
I'm from the souf with a f
That's that
outside.
She felt me up and kissed my face,
Put her dirty hands down in my pants.
She took all of my money,
Left me naked by the silvery moon.
I'm
outside.
She felt me up and kissed my face,
Put her dirty hands down in my pants.
She took all of my money,
Left me naked by the silvery moon.
I'm
and I really hate being alone
Here I am again on the same ol' stool
With the same ol' question at hand and the mind of a fool
I've got a quarter in my
Beach, drunk, in my under-alls
Playin' underwear volleyball with your broad
I ain't bothered by you're triple D's, not at all
Let me hold 'em up for ya
(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,
Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to Savannah
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I said I woke up this morning, headache this big
Pay all
up, smokin' up)
But bitch please get yo' hand off my grip (I got a nigga)
Haha, now that's right
And it don't stop right here on W Balls
Nothin' but
word to my nigga clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, a.r. Arizona
Rep for them real niggaz im winnin' in California
Winnin' in Tennessee hands down Atlanta
they will not be judged by the color of their skin
But by the content of their character
I have a dream today
I have a dream that one day
Down in Alabama
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch coolin' in the shade
Singin' every song the radio
3 , 2 , 1
Yeah
Hey cutie its a twelve in the clock
Got a Sunday night with a kid called DROXXX
Get the Jukebox on turn the lights all off
Gotta pull
old gray mules
The farm grew to be a money maker
And the house he lived in
Grew up room by room
The boy worked hard
But soon got tired of farmin'
the 919
cruisin' in 919
Chasing the sunshine, running from the ties that bind
Alabama in my mind, but this for the 919
Cruisin' in the 919
cruisin' in
Travolta in his cowboy hat and boots
Moving every calving season so he never puts down roots
Country song that's on the jukebox
Tells the story that we live
Get your hands up
I got a maid cooking grit's
With a outfit so tight
My niggas wanna stay the whole night
Dice game in the kitchen, nigga, T lee
Nigga
a doggie all on my bone
I met another girl her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When I met Ann, I shook her hand
We ended up
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
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