Gone

Well I went out with a buddy or two and it was on awe awe-awe-awe-awe on
 And we go to the bar about a quarter til 2 and it was awe awe-awe-awe-awe on
 And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah)
 And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah)
 And we got gawe awe-awe-awe-awe on
 And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah)
 And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah)
 And we got gawe awe-awe-awe-awe on
 No, not you my lady, I'm illegally parked I know
 Pardon my French and my Mercedes
 But I have no excuse for this flea market shirt I'm wearin'
 My Motley Crew is beastly and we enjoy the starin'
 I'm unemployed in dare and
 How dare I be so cool with it
 So hot in Alabama, sometimes we get snow too
 And I'm as rare as a white Christmas in Miami
 The temperatures droppin' don't stop, bitch, the oceans getting' chilly
 But I'm drivin' (I'm drivin', I'm drivin')
 My people (My people)
 I'm drinkin' (I'm drinkin')
 Get rowdy (Get rowdy)
 Yes I jumped off the boat
 And I'm sinkin' in my chair cause my beer bottle does not float
 Please enjoy the show, I done come up so fast that I'm afraid of heights, I gotta go
 Help me down
 Or I'll just learn to balance
 Somewhere between commercial dreams and music that is valid (Yeah)
 My babies need to eat so I create a simple sound
 The Fiasco threw me for a Lup-é, I dumbed it down, Slick
 Ricky Bobby
 , I'm drivin' (I'm drivin')
 My people (My people)
 I'm drinkin' (I'm drinkin')
 Get rowdy (Get rowdy)
 Yeah, my people are ridin', in trucks and wheels oversized
 In such a world I reside, and you'll let one go if your pride
 And enough to give you a bottle, been throwin' troubles around
 I got them car keys in hand, I know what the fucks goin' down
 Some of these people come sick, so pop their trunk for a gaze
 They wanna do bodily harm, they wanna live for the day
 We just came to get stupid, so gimmie that bottle of Crown
 I take my girl to my Caprice and get the fuck outta town
 C'mon girl, and I'm drivin' (I'm drivin')
 My people (My people)
 I'm drinkin' (I'm drinkin')
 Get rowdy (Get rowdy)