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We just some country boys - country walk, country talk
don&#39;t bring it round here &#39;less ya know fa sho&#39; it&#39;s jumpin off
we just some country boys - country walk, country talk
don&#39;t bring it round here &#39;less ya know fa sho&#39; it&#39;s jumpin off
[b. stille]
this nigga no games (games)
with my hanes tee shirt, with a pic and roll chain
doo-rag, heavy blue &#39;lac - 85 south, don&#39;t drive it too fast (too fast)
my niggaz don&#39;t roll no billies,
get a big box of them brown dutches (brown dutches)
we don&#39;t want no brand new cartel
brandon lemme get them keys to the cutlass (cutlass)
represent for the m-i-l, the a-t-l, the macktown (macktown)
stay smokin that smackdown, keep myself a little half pound (half pound)
you know b. stille in the cut, on the back po&#39;ch jig drillin it up
black folks just livin it up, court next week not givin a fuck
what&#39;s up? grown standin - only rap to them grown women (grown women)
stay high, we&#39;ll play shy, least till i can get home wittem
shorty whattchu thinkin? whattchu drinkin? - thinkin it is what it ain&#39;t
i cain&#39;t be trickin, so don&#39;t be trippin, thinkin i can&#39;t when i cain&#39;t
come
[hook: all]
[skinny deville]
nigga hooked it up, like the waitress from the ihop
nothin but the grits, steak, and egg with that
waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back side to side
them polly country boy, cadillac, cat sick in the multi-color
all clean (twenty inches) at the seam (plenty chickens)
get the green (spit the swishers) at the beam (shit done seem)
craziest muh&#39;fucker, what y&#39;all niggaz do for cream
never knock the hustle scheme, only what the cheddar bring
hate, fake-niggaz, hoes, envy, greed, jealousy
cain&#39;t hate, what a nigga make, type of enemies
smilin in my face but they really ain&#39;t no friend to me
cain&#39;t wait, send em eight straight nine milli-mee
aww hell naw, y&#39;all niggaz ain&#39;t feelin me
colt 45 e&#39;rytime like billy d
ninety-five (?) leave through tennessee
quarter pound with the chron&#39; fuckin wit my memory
[hook: all]
[hook 2: fish scales + (r. prophit)]
peanut butter (rag-tops) - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
(string beans) pork chops - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
dime sack (with the gnac&#39;) - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
what&#39;s fuckin with that? what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
every chevy (on dubs) - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
(jodi-bodi) strip clubs - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
nappy roots (hey dawg) - what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
what&#39;s fuckin wit that? what&#39;s fuckin wit that?
[fish scales]
go down to the country, you won&#39;t wanna go back
vertical grills in front of the &#39;lac
guns roll so fast put one in my back
plus a buncha country boys wit gats, you don&#39;t want none-a that
keep - my nine - right beside me, at all times
cuz i be in the line, like somma these niggaz you find
don&#39;t want you to shine, right
[r. prophit]
from the side and nine-to-nine
roll around here somethin tryna sell mine
lord know but i got a dime early time
got me feelin to&#39;, now my eggo&#39;s cold
see i&#39;m a country boy (huh?) close the door (huh?)
clinton and gore (huh?) y&#39;all been warned (huh?)
guns and more - better hit the floor
them yeggaz want ya cuz they comin in with them laws
[fish scales]
fuck - yo life; buck - my chife
and i got my ride, fool, i&#39;m ready to ride
for my yeggaz i&#39;ma bring it to you dead or alive
[r. prophit]
yeah that&#39;s fa sho&#39; ya betta know that
you a nasty hoe, ya betta show that
got a quiet lil&#39; spot we can go at
and if you ain&#39;t wit that, we can show you where the do&#39; at
[hook: all]
[hook 2]
[music to fade]

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