'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long All summer long
Chorus x2) Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
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x2) Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
x2] Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
want to watch that TV all god damn night I'd be in bed with the radio on I would listen to it all night long Just to hear my favorite song You'd have
to wait For cars to carry us away Like once in this storm, they drove me and Justin home The music was just being born It was all I was longing for
my 4s, cut wit' laser Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me
, summer time holdin' the 9, split the Vega in half Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff grass Bank stoppin', high-derox hydrolic The kid with the most knowledge
on the grip Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due No, your feet's not big enough to fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas They
hand on the grip Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas,
all away (I blow 'em all away) (Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey They may be platinum But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all
in that the city brings Just hang on until the summer, its hot) A promise fulfilled or not Well make our home water-tight Work all day, play all night
the jams This is how I first heard about the Wutang Clan Banged 36 chambers all summer long And to this day, Canopy's my favorite summer song And I can drop names for days Of all
life that's sober and clean But the kid's 17 in a ganja haze, this summer he's following Phish Watching the aging rock star, coming through his satellite
