Rumble-Southern Avenue

Rumble - Southern Avenue Written by：Tierinii Jackson/Ori Naftaly/Tikyra Jackson/Daniel McKee Came home late 'bout 3 in the mornin' Tennessee Whiskey got my feelings flowin' Intuition got me in my crazy zone Hot headed scene I've got my pressure boilin' Careful with the rage Kicked down the door Caught them red handed And now I'm 'bout to blow I've reached for my gun It's how I try to get goin' So I call it by the hair and I sit 'em down Come on We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Come on What gave you the nerve to go and do me wrong Bringin' that trash up in my home I worked my fingers right down to the bones So that you were privileged and comfortable He said you worked too hard you're always on the road What about my needs What about my goals She holds me at night And she listens to me We all can catch his a** whoopin' before you leave Come on We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Come on Well I'm tired of all your lies So this time You're gonna get it I'm makin' it my business Now rise You can see the crazy on my face You can smell the anger through my veins So you better get goin' If you know what's at stake Come on We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Hey We start to rumble Oh We tryin' to rumble Ima show you rumble He e ey We start to rumble But I'm tired of all your lies So this time You're gonna get it I'm makin' it my business Now rise You can see the crazy on my face You can smell the anger through my veins So you better get goin' If you know what's at stake Hey yeah yeah Ohh ohh Oh no more ho You lost your rabid mind Bringin' that lovely hump up into my house What do you think this is Who you tryin' to fool Not Tiana Jackson You got the wrong one