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Yeah, I've been waiting to tell them a'bout this country shit
I'ma learn ya! You ready? Luda!

Let me tell you a'bout these old-school Chevys, 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, six 15-inch kickers
My truck bumpin' like injecting ass-shots, like a stripper
No insurance on these whips, tags all outdated
I might not be shit to you, but my momma thinks I made it

We gon' ball 'til we fall, Lord this Conjure 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, bitch

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
Candied yams and collard greens, pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Country-country shit

I told 'em, "Aw, man, hold up, country is what country does"
M-I-crooked letter, hoe
Who you know do it better, folk?
Pull up, hop out: clean, in my old-school time machine
Keep a parachute for this altitude
'Cause when you riding this high, make it hard to breathe

May Day, hollering out payday
Knockin' pictures off the wall when I creep
Pros get wet as fuck when I speak
Southern drawl, it's just the way it be
Heavy like sumo, numero uno
Pourin' up brown, she sipping on Nuvo
Pimpin' so cold, never trick on a hoe
Outer space with the flow like I'm living on Pluto, you know

Bitch, I'm UGK influenced
Slow it down, chop, chop and screw it for the folk in Texas
That forever reckon with the styrofoam cup and the purple fluid
Return of 4eva, I thought you knew it
Country shit, that's all I see
That's all I know, that's all I feel
That's all I am, that's all I'll be

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
Candied yams and collard greens, pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Country-country shit

Candy painted 'Lac Biarritz
Sitting on 24's - Vogue
Pull up on my scene and I mack your bitch
It ain't hard to tell, I suppose she chose
To send over the clothes, the 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, you abit confused

See, I'm the big brother of Sweet James
I know all about these street games
But the trick gon' pay, the chick gon' say
So she can't lie a'bout 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, nigga
When I'm in the booth, no rubber, I'm raw, nigga
Talk down get bust in your jaw, nigga
Like I'm your pa, run go tell your ma, nigga
No flaw nigga, 100% old school, no glass house, I'm under the tint
Ask anybody here who running this shit
It's Big Bun in this bitch

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
Candied yams and collard greens, pocket fulla stones riding clean
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Let me tell you 'bout this country shit, country-country shit
Country-country shit