There is a tale that is old as time,
You think your team is as good as mine.
All we hear from yall is roll tide,
Nobody told y'all that the elephant died.
The whole team is a joke, can’t complete a pass.
Watching as ya’ll choke, as we spank that ASS.
It goes rammer, jammer, yellow hammer,
Give them hell, Ala-bama.
Sound like grown folks believing in santa,
That's a no no…cause the tide dont roll
And the tide dont score.
Boomer sooner gonna beat you as a whole
Leaving that ass sore.
Cause the tide dont rooollll.
Like a broken wagon wheel
Bama can’t get around.
Bow down and kneel,
Bring daddy’s his crown.
I know your ass is sore, but it'll heal
At least until next time we come around
It goes rammer, jammer, yellow hammer,
Give them hell, Ala-bama.
Sound like grown folks believing in santa,
That's a no no…cause the tide dont roll
And the tide dont score.
Boomer sooner gonna beat you as a whole
Leaving that ass sore.
Cause the tide dont rooollll.
Nick saban is gone children, here no more,
Now you’re oklahoma’s little whore.
Say yes sir, may I have another,
We comin for Auburn too.
Gonna fuck you and your little brother
Cause the TIDE DONT ROOOLLLLL
Cause the TIDE DONT ROOOLLLL
It goes rammer, jammer, yellow hammer,
Give them hell Ala-bama.
Sound like grown folks believing in santa,
Thats a no no…cause the tide dont roll
And the tide dont score.
Boomer sooner gonna beat you as a whole
Leaving that ass sore.
Cause the tide dont rooollll.