| Yeah I’m throwed off
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| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all
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| I made my own name
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll
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| Yeah, I’m going off
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| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
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| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll
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| Yeah now let me welcome you to my small town
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| Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall, country folks all around
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| How I was raised
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| 808 drums quaking, they shake that box, '88
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| And the dope boys hotter than hells gate
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| But I, still in the shade
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| With a fold out chair, a thirty pack on the back of that tailgate
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| A-L-A, B-A-M-A
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| I'm off I might pee in the lake
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| And bring me a case
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| Yeah I’m bringing the case
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| I’m getting throwed off
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| Yeah I’m throwed off
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| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all
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| I made my own name
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll
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| Yeah, I’m going off
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| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
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| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll
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| And I’m all the way throwed off
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| Z71 take the bow off
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| Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet mohawk
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| Yeah with a bright orange hat and a bag underneath that Chevy seat
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| Yeah buddy, might go off
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| Split you like a bowling ball
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| Spit chew in my overalls
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| Yeah home of the gumbo
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| Got a couple folks that’d do it to you for the hundo
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| And when them elephant feet rumble
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| That dixie cup’s gonna fall off the console
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| You don’t wanna have a convo with not understand that Bama slanguage
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| Like hollering ain’t it
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| But I come to paint it, so it won’t be throwed off
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| Yeah I’m throwed off
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| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all
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| I made my own name
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll
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| Yeah, I’m going off
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| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
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| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll
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| I’m just a Kid that Rocks
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| I’m just a boy with a dream
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| That bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks
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| Used to keep a .22 in a shoebox
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| Now I bang Beretta
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| She’s twenty-two and I keep her in a tube top
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| White trash and all
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| Take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off
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| Like how the fuck did I get a catalogue with more hits than a fucking
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| jackhammer dog
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| Cause I planned it all
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| Crimson Tide standing tall
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| Shit, I’m another lit cannon ball
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| Fuck around and I’m going off and I’m getting throwed off
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| Yeah I’m throwed off
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| Ain’t about the money I’ma blow it all
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| I made my own name
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll
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| Yeah, I’m going off
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| Ain’t got a whole lot but I’ma show it off
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| Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll |