Yeah Remix Lyrics - Singles - Big Kuntry King

[Intro - Big Kuntry King] 

P$C 

Block ENT 

You know who this is mane, Big Kuntry King 

C'mon 

Aye 

C'mon 

Aye 

C'mon 

[Chorus - Big Kuntry King] 

I'm in the club like 

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye 

You popping pills? Yeah I'm on it 

XO? Yeah I'm on it 

You got the dro? Yeah I'm on it 

You got them hoes? Yeah I'm on it 

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I'm in the club like 

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye 

Grey Goose? Yeah I'm on it 

On Patron? Yeah I'm on it 

You got the dro? Yeah I'm on it 

You got them hoes? Yeah I'm on it 

[Verse 1 - Yung Joc] 

Aye, nothing like a P$C and Block ENT party nigga 

Real niggas with real money, folk seeking Ferraris nigga 

Dead bitches everywhere, twenties and fifties, throw them out 

Slap them on they derriere, pull the dro and blow it out 

If you see a scrub in the club, nigga point him out 

Trying in the V.I.P.'s, no love, we throwing them out 

Tell them plenty position, nigga stay in your lane 

I'm fuck with real niggas like my nigga Kuntry King 

So don't give me no lip, HK on my hip, get a hitter for flip 

Need a Band-Aid for your drip? 

In case you wondering, know how I'm balling where I stay 

It's them Boyz 'N' Da Hood, we in the club like aye 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse 2 - Big Kuntry King] 

Give me a bottle of Patron, and a blunt of kush I'm good to go 

I'm high as fuck, I'm in "The Matrix", bent on moving slow 

Yes I'm the flyest, who told you that? The Oracle 

How could you ever doubt me? Ask your hoe she know 

Kuntry King (Kuntry King) no question, I'm on it mane 

Making busts all in the club, how you do that? I make it rain 

And I got some more stacks, I'm finna make it storm bitch 

Because you seeing money, don't try, thunder on my hip 

P$C and Block in here, T.I.P. Yung Joc in here 

That means more pill popping, chicks pop in here 

We over here, yeah, tell them this is how high 

Popping rubber bands, got them drinks on ice 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3 - T.I.] 

I got a pistol in my pocket, throwing money in the air 

Tell them bitches get with pimping, ain't no money over there 

Aye, you see Kuntry over there, throwing hundreds in the sky 

Yeah this rap shit mine, I'ma run until I die 

And you can run and you can hide, and you can talk and you can floss 

You be running for your lives when I knock you niggas off 

Aye, I can show you how to floss, Chevy with the dual exhaust 

The old school cost a hundred thousand cash, real talk 

I know you niggas real soft, never be a real boss 

Keep kicking and sneak dissing, get them caps peeled off 

The verses going to get you hurt, I don't care if the world saw 

Your girl just saw me go off with Yung Joc we in the club like 

[Chorus]