Hit it hard from the back Roll around on the front I know you've heard a lot of tracks But 12 Play is what you want Just let me call the studio Then we can go all night Girl I hope you can hang Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

She says wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king She said wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll Feel that rhythm and it's really gonna thrill your soul She said come along with me, to a land of

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

You know I'm a high roller Before I was on, fucked on the twins Wake up every day, know that I am blessed Counting up my cake, getting all them checks Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just trying to flex Why you want to hate, you do it the best I'm a high roller

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

I seen that big house, I need one of them I seen that Lambo, I need one of them I seen them PJ's, I need one of them I see them bad bitches, got tons of them I seen them Rollies, I need one of them I see them Grammys, I need one of them I seen them

What's hatnin', what's hatnin', Like what's hatnin' Don't talk about it, just be about it, Be real with me, ain't no other option, No other option, no other option I pull up and then I hop out, We on a roll, we 'bout to go, uh Ah what's hatnin' (what's

I got that Trunk Muzik To the DJ's Out cruisin' Everybody hop in the Cadillac And outta back I'ma throttle the Chevrolet's With the bottom won't you roll the window down If ya cruisin' Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf On the eight O eight come and

Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly? If your friends say you're loyal, throw your rollies in the sky For the trillest, for the trillest As the champagne boils and the campaigns roar And the lights shine bright every night that plug,

I know you wanna love But I just wanna fuck And girl you know the deal I gotta keep it real I know you wanna see I know you wanna be In my B-E-D, grinding slowly I'ma rain on a bitch Rollie wrist, I'm the shit