Sweet Home

(And that's how we motherfuckin' do it!)

Sweet home Atlanta

On that east side Howdy do

So if you from that there Atlanta

Then this blank goes out to you

Country boy walkin,

Country boy talkin,

Don't nobody visit these here parts often

Thats when we be sparkin, cigarillos often,

Take a hit and now the whip is smellin' like a forest.

I remember when i was stayin in apartments.

Bad ass kid jumpin off the barn b*tch.

Dirty hair full of lint from the carpet.

Couldn't stay in one spot, i was car sick.

(Sweet Home!)

When i was growin up we didn't have no heat on in the home.

So in the winter we just lit heaters for the cold.

And in the kitchen wasnt nuthin to eat but cereal.

Sweet home Atlanta

On that east side Howdy do

So if you from that there Atlanta

Then this blank goes out to you