I M Country lyrics

I M Country lyrics

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I M Country lyrics

Send "I M Country" Ringtone to your Cell Intro/Chorus: Pace yourself (Pace yourself) Don`t let yo` self (Don`t let yo` self) get caught up (get caught up) I`m brought up (I`m brought up) in the country (in the country) Don`t touch me (Don`t touch me) I`m clutchy (I`m clutchy) I`m fussy (I`m fussy) Live money (Live money) Love money (Love money) Cos I told you (I told you) I`m country (I`m country nigga) Pace yourself (Pace yourself) Don`t let yo` self (Don`t let yo` self) get caught up (get caught up) I`m brought up (I`m brought up) in the country In the d-d-day I put my dilli on Dayna`s and Pirelli`s Gettin high so I Think I Can Fly like R.Kelly And be all of my niggas Gz and none of my nigga`s punks We flippin down tha Interstate, crump and matchin blunts I stay pissy head drunk, ya dig money? In a Cadillac Maurice that I got from Frank Ten I`ve been plus Five Percent bein rolled up Talkin outerstate drug deals on my blow up, mo` hash nigga Hold up your fuckin wism, rollers in lockin and have that ass capped, sent it from my mo`, I told ya You need a fix, nigga what`s the word on it? Rollin in a pancake zigga with tha zerb on it Dayna`s and Vogues is how I roll when I`m smokin And tinted windows, and let em up if you get nosey ???? and colds supposedly, I do away with them J`s In a GS300, gettin blunted, on a tollway, hey Chorus I`m like the Pips, I`m just Gladys Knight 19 is Dayna`s with the two-inch whites, I`m served tight Lookin like a nigga should be in Vogue, cos I`m parked with the hella flashers sittin on Vogues in the dark I sparks me a Dutch, plus paper drinkin my nut And be mashin on the gas or the brake and the clutch See young Doob like south is such, nigga what? I pick your pocket like Deion and run it straight up the gut Then I cut to the sidelines swervin then drop up my pick up And Earvin then picked up my bourbon, for certain It`s all ta see, me, cos we`s Gz 20-inches with the TV, fo` scheezy Believe me, ya gettin murdered and touched, then we burst I`m like Jordan up in the clutch, bitch I don`t miss when it counts We bring the narrows in mass amounts, is y`all wit me? If you need to re-up or sto`, then y`all hit me (get me?) Chorus Young Doob on the escapade in the Cadillac Escalate with mo` ice than the Icecapades I graze niggas like razorblades, I`m tailor made >From bald to blade to Frankie Beverly and maize I`m paid, I stay with real killers, and gold getters Been raised on cornbread and collard green niggas And Fubu and Hilfiger`s, Bailey`s and Vigour`s If ya want us niggas, then come get us, we killers >From the city of the Tezas Rangers and high rollers In a Lexus Landrover that I flipped over I`m drunk and barely sober, prayin to Jehovah in hope that this hopelessness don`t push me over I`m just a young baller with nathin to lose Payin my dues in Oriental tattoos Drankin and pourin out brews for lost fools who niggas pushed bourb, wood with the zerb And we all bi-coastal but we claim the 3rd Where niggas swerve, pimp serve and do the dirty bird, ya heard?!? Death Row South, ya check me? From Texas Where nothin changed but the necklace Chorus (x2) Death Row`s finest nigga! The South`s finest nigga! I`m gone! I`ve been handed the motherfuckin torch! You bitch made niggas don`t want none, you heard me?!? Young Doob, and my comrades, whoopin ass!!! Uh, uh, cos I`m COUNTRY!!! Send " I M Country" Ringtone to your Cell I M Country lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | I M Country lyrics @ ELyrics | I M Country lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | I M Country lyrics @ Songlyrics | I M Country lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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