spoke of the changes that would find us farther on And it left me so warm and so high But as I stepped back outside to the grey morning sun I heard that highway
beer And on the highway he saw Big cars in line And he thought, behind every fortune There's got to be a crime He took a drive down the coast highway
there with a smile Looking shy caught my eye Thought you wanna hang a while I'm 15 on the beat and I ain't cruising highways So baby let's get away
of all you need a fat bag of dust plus the biscuit Any local store sells the shit, friend Purchase a milli', not that bitch Millie Jackson silly stunt
biz markie, the human beatbox and the rap king" "have the people stomping to my beat you bet" (repeat 4x) It's my way or the highway,
'm never going back to Jackson I couldn't bear to show my face I nearly killed you with my drinking Wouldn't be caught dead in that place Lonely highway
run and duck The robber and the roadie could be runnin' out of luck Willie and ronnie had to skip it out of town They were sittin' by the highway like jackson
people there are black Am g And they live in colored town Am Colored town Speeding cars down the highway run They never stop to look around One place that the highway
I don't fly no aeroplanes And I don't ride railroad trains I just drive my truck down the blacktop lane to the next town Next week we'll be in Jackson
HIGHWAY 49 WRITER JOE WILLIAMS Well I'm gonna get up in the morning Hit the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Hit the Highway 49 I've been
By our house runs the highway only forty feet away In the driveway sits the car that I could used to get away Up the sidewalk comes the reason I'm still
for driking and driving can't be paid in silver and gold I can't see my little darling or watch my babies at play Three lives I took while drinking and driving out on the highway
Daddy worked out in the lumber yard by the cemetery road carrying the load the best he could We'd see him from the highway when mom would drive us to
ass waitin' in the hallway I'm not a minute man fat bitch I fuck all day I take Sadé Get head on the highway Then fuck that little Mexican bitch
on the mic, styles I got so many Drink privilege hennessy when I ain't fuckin' with brehmi M-A-C-D-R-E, that's me Like 'em freaky like Janet not Jackson
Features of the album Lil Wayne, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg, David Banner, The Git It Boyz, Boozie, The O.G. Risk Money One and I also wanna thank Ms. Janet Jackson
All gone down the road tonight Drunken' angels Blacktop racers Holly rollers Whiskey chasers Lone star drinkers Midnight ramblers Dirty road divas Highway
takin a trip out to L.A. Toolin along in my cheverolet Tokin on a number and diggin on the radio Just as I crossed the Mississippi line I heard that highway