Country Shit lyrics - Big K.R.I.T.

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Country Shit lyrics

[Intro - Ludacris]
Yo, I've been waiting to tell them about this country sh*t
I'ma learn ya! You ready? Luda!

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Let me tell you about these old-school Chevy's
Cadillacs, SS Impalas, if you smoking then
We got more sacks than Troy Polamalu
Your partners want some quarters
My partners want some keys
In Atlanta we get that paper
Can you haters say "cheese"?
10,000 watt amps, 6 15-inch kickers
My truck bumping like injecting ass-shots, like a stripper
No insurance on these whips, tags all outdated
I might not be sh*t to you but my momma thinks I made it
We gon' ball til we fall, Lord it's time to get us wasted
And I never drink that white, all my women think I'm racist
On that brown with the twist, tell these hoes to reminisce
That my name is Ludacris and I'm like "b*tch!"

[Hook - Big KRIT]
Let me tell you about this
Super fly dirty dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty pop that p**** if ya wanna
Let me tell you bout this
Old school pourin' lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Country country sh*t

[Verse 2 - Big KRIT]
I told 'em "aw man hold up"
Country is what country does
In my crooked letter ho
Who you know do it better? 4
Pull up, hop out: clean. In my old-school time machine
Keep a parachute for this altitude
Cause when you riding this high make you hard to breathe
May Day, hollin' out payday
Got our pictures off the wall when I creep
Hoes get wet as f*ck when I speak
Southern drawl, it's just the way it be
Heavy like sumo, numero uno
Pouring up brown, she's sipping on Nuvo
Pimping so cold on a trick or a ho
Out of space with the flow like I'm living on Pluto, you know
B*tch! I'm UGK influenced
Slow it down, chop-chop and screw it
For the folks in Texas, that's forever wreaking
With the Styrofoam cup and the purple fluid
Return of 4eva, I thought you knew this
Country sh*t, that's all I see
That's all I know, that's all feel,
That's all I am, that's all I'll be

[Hook - Big KRIT]
Let me tell you about this
Super fly dirty dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty pop that p**** if ya wanna
Let me tell you bout this
Old school pourin' lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Country country sh*t

[Verse 3 - Bun B]
Candy candy painted lacs and wrists
Sitting on 24's - Vogue
Pull up on a scene and I mack your b*tch
It ain't hard to tell, I suppose you chose
To send over the clothes wigs and shoes
This Charlie Sheen pimping too big to lose
Roll with trues and keep girls in twos
Boy, you must've heard wrong, why you been confused?
See, I'm the big brother of Sweet James
I know all about these street games
But the trick gon' pay, the trick gon' say
So she can't lie about what she bring
I'm certified like USDA
Representing Texas, straight up out the PA
Graduated the School of Hard Knocks with a BA
Right under the nose of the Vice and the DA
Anything we say take it as law n*gga
When I'm in the booth - no rubber - I'm raw, n*gga
Talk about getting busted in your jaw, n*gga
Like I'm your pa, run go tell your ma, n*gga
No fraud n*gga, 100% old-school, no glass have some money to tint
Ask anybody here who running this sh*t

[Hook - Big KRIT]
Let me tell you about this
Super fly dirty dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty pop that p**** if ya wanna
Let me tell you bout this
Old school pourin' lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Let me tell you bout this country sh*t
Country country sh*t
Country country sh*t

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