She wore a pink mamadu rag, smackin' on juicy fruit. Red clay stickin' to her Timberland boots. A tight white t-shirt showin' off a talladega tan. I said, darling, where you from? She said, watch your tongue. Do you really have to ask? I'm from Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Tell me what to do, yeah. I'm from Isle of Freakin' Bama. Bama. I said, slow down, sister. I don't mean to make you mad. I grew up on Skinnerland. And I'm a bad Bryant fan. I can roll with the floor. Baby, you can roll with the tide. I don't mind if you do. I think it's kinda cute the way you say it with pride. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. From her boots to her bandana. She screams, Isle of Freakin' Bama. Bama. Yeah, I can roll with the floor. Baby, you can roll with the tide. I don't mind if you do. I actually think it's kinda cute the way you say it with pride. Say it for me, baby. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Baby, open up a can of Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Baby, open up a can of Isle of Freakin' Bama. Isle of Freakin' Bama. Bama. Yeah! Isle of Freakin' Bama. *