Bubba Sparxxx - We Ready (Remix) lyrics

[Intro underlies hook] I feel the master, I feel him Y'all ready, they ready Well come on, well come on Y'all ready, they ready We ready, we ready Come on, come on We ready, we ready, come on Come on, come on Break bread ho, break bread ho Come on, break bread ho, break bread ho Come on come on, we ready we ready Come on in, we ready Come on in [Hook ("What what" repeated in background)] We ready (What, what) We ready (What, what) We ready (We ready, we ready) For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) For y'all (We ready, we ready) [Archie Eversole] Ain't no question bout who the best Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest You must have called Pastor Troy cause boy you is blessed And I'mma take him out the game y'all It ain't no thang y'all You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw The game's raw, boy please believe it Keep your bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' sh** I'mma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the fame [Hook x2] [Archie Eversole] A-T-L we bout that head bustin', we leave you dead cousin What's up, huh b**h n***a, you said something If you ready why you stumblin' to the flo' huh If you ready why you stutterin' I ain't Joe I'mma show em' why they call us dirty There is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthy Heard of me then, Hell naw before, bet you done heard of me now Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found See I done did this since my younger days Only 16 but my pockets never underage So let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, please And you is crazy if you think that you ready for me, so who ready now [Hook x2] [Bubba Sparxxx] Yeah, yeah Bubba baby, trouble baby dip my thang, love me, hate me All in London yellin' Georgia, Europe better suffocate me Hold it down for country crackers, leave them others up to Shady Give a damn if silly sisters think I'm good enough then pay me Tell em' Archie they don't want it, however they can get it Told em' bout that booty chatter, y'all better go on with it Infiltrated mainstream, maintainin' the same theme Polo shirts and pig sh**, can't even get them stains clean Ain't too much I ain't seen in between LaGrange and Athens Ups and downs, rights and lefts all around me brains are scratchin' Any how we ready now, the new South has arrived These savages is finto eat and won't stop till they satisfied [Hook to fade]