Night In Alabama Lyrics

Aye

Mm

Yea

Sa'vant did this one

You can slip

You can whip

You can exit (yea)

Look

Aye

Yea

Tell the streets i'm going fed (fed)

Tell them cappers go to bed (bed)

Anyway, I'm getting bread (bread)

Cut up the beat, going med (yea)

Lil mama got cakes so I call her Little Debbie (Debbie)

I'm Dripping that sauce, that pasta, that fete (fete)

100s and 50s, they fall like confetti

Just like Little Ceasers, I stay hot and ready

Yea I stay ready (woo woo woo woo)

Back of the back, I move like a boss

Versace my luggage, you know what it cost

Your girlfriend be jocking, she fixing to get tossed (yuh yuh)

She throwing, I'm catching just like Randy Moss (yuh)

Ice on my wrist, Now I look like Jack Frost (yea)

Winning and winning, never take a loss

And if she lose me, you know that's her fault (out of there)

Damn that's Her Fault

You caught her cheating, I say it's an incident

Mess with the same girl? it's a coincidence

That was yo "other", it wasn't significant

Act like she wasn't an active participant

Got mad at me cause I'm feeling indifferent

Killing the beat, and I'm feeling magnificent

Teaching these niggas, I need a certificate

(Yea yea yea yuh)

I cut the beat like a lamb to the slaughter

She half and half, I'm drinking arnold palmer

Fell asleep watching how I met your father

I got the potions, call me Harry Potter

I don't like messy girls, this ain't soccer

I got balenciaga, pop my collar

Riding so private, I fly in a bomber

(Clap clap clap clap)

One step two step four

Who is that knocking at yo door

Who is that murdering the flow

Who is that knocking at ya window

Switching and switching the tempo

Switching and Switching, Nintendo

Louder and Louder, Crescendo

Two arms out like akimbo

Slicing the beat like i'm kimbo

I got her low like a limbo

Shooting and shooting, unlimited ammo damn

(Ha ha ha ha ha)

Yea

Aye

Ya dig

Aye

Yea Sa'vant