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Big K.R.I.T. ft. Ludacris, Bun B. - Country Sh*t Remix (Director's Cut) [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard James Freeman
Bernard James Freeman
Composer
Justin Scott
Justin Scott
Composer
Christopher Bridges
Christopher Bridges
Composer
Kenneth Gamble
Kenneth Gamble
Composer
Leon Huff
Leon Huff
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Producer
Jonny Shipes
Jonny Shipes
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout this
Super fly, dirty, dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty, pop that pussy if you wanna
Let me tell you 'bout this
Old school, pouring lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket full of stones, riding clean
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
I told 'em, Aw, man, hold up, what you know about it?
Candy cars, superstar, rubber bands in my pocket
Couple broads for the popping, if she riding then she bopping
Bitch, I'm selling if you shopping, if you need it then I got it
If I want it, then I cop it, if you don't like it ****, top it
Why you worried 'bout mine, ho, what's up in your wallet?
I was riding my screw shit, rims chop-chopping
Top dropping, throwing breadcrumbs, crows start flocking
Knocking pictures off the wall, we sit tall and we still crawl
We still shoot, we still score, we still win, so we still ball
We still hood so fuck them laws, I got nuts and I got loot
If you can't see the king in a **** like me
Undoubtedly, then fuck you too
[Verse 4]
Let me tell you 'bout this
Super fly, dirty, dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty, pop that pussy if you wanna
Let me tell you 'bout this
Old school, pouring lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket full of stones, riding clean
[Verse 5]
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 shit, country, country shit
[Verse 6]
Okay, the caddy still swinging and the truck still banging
**** trickin', ain't pimpin', shawty, what is y'all thinking?
W-w-what is y'all sayin'? W-what is y'all singin'?
Hit the club by the bar, like what is y'all drinkin'?
Old schools, foreign cars, shawty, what is y'all crankin'?
Kush blunts, bank tellers ask me, Why is y'all stinkin'?
If it's money out here shawty, why is y'all playin'?
She was bound to fuck a pimp, so why is you cakin'?
Save it, ho, cape crusader at her service aiding, ho
Damn the ho, blame the ho for the same shit you pay me for
Shake it more for a pimp with my shrimp on my plate
Countrified, country fly, with a tape
[Verse 7]
Let me tell you 'bout this
Super fly, dirty, dirty
Third coast muddy water
Shawty, pop that pussy if you wanna
[Verse 8]
Let me tell you 'bout this
Old school, pouring lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket full of stones, riding clean
[Verse 9]
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 shit, country, country shit
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, Christopher Bridges, Justin Scott, Kenneth Gamble, Leon Huff
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