Country Sh*t (Remix) - Edited Version

Let me tell you 'bout this

Super fly, dirty, dirty

Third coast muddy water

Shawty, pop that pussy if ya wanna

Let me tell you 'bout this

Old school, pourin' lean

Candy yams and collard greens

Pocket fulla stone, ridin' clean

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I told 'em, aw man, hold up

What you know about it?

Candy cars, superstars

Rubber bands in my pocket

A couple broads for the poppin'

If she ridin' then she boppin'

Bitch, I'm sellin' if you shoppin'

If you need it then I got it

If I want it then I cop it

If you don't like, nigga, top it

Why you worried 'bout mine, hoe?

What's off in your wallet?

I was ridin' my screw shit

Rims chop choppin'

Top dropping throwin' bread crumbs

Crows start flockin'

Knockin' pictures off the wall

We sit tall, we still crawl

We still shoot, we still score

We still win so we still ball

We still hood so fuck the law

I got nuts and I got loot

If you can't see the king

In a nigga like me undoubtedly

Well, fuck him too

Let me tell you 'bout this

Super fly, dirty, dirty

Third coast muddy water

Shawty, pop that pussy if ya wanna

Let me tell you 'bout this

Old school, pourin' lean

Candy yams and collard greens

Pocket fulla stone, ridin' clean

Let me tell you 'bout this country shit

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Okay, the caddy still swangin'

And the trunk still bangin'

Nigga trickin' ain't pimpin', shawty

What is y'all thinkin'?

What, what, what is y'all sayin'?

What, what, what is y'all sangin'?

Hit the club by the bar

Like what is y'all drankin'?

Old school, foreign cars, shawty

What is y'all crankin'?

Kush blunts, bank tellers ask me

Why is y'all stankin'?

If it's money I chill, shawty

Why is y'all playin'?

She was bound to fuck a pimp

So why is you carin'?

Save the hoe

Cape crusader and her service aidin' hoe

Dame the hoe, blame the hoe

For the same shit you pay me fo'

Shake it mo' for a pimp

With my shrimp on my plate

Countryfied, country fly with a tape

Let me tell you 'bout this

Super fly, dirty, dirty

Third coast muddy water

Shawty, pop that pussy if ya wanna

Let me tell you 'bout this

Old school, pourin' lean

Candy yams and collard greens

Pocket fulla stone, ridin' clean

Let me tell you 'bout this country shit

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