T.I. - Country Ass n***a lyrics

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T.I. - Country Ass n***a lyrics

You know what I found out? Sometimes no matter what you do, they only look at you one way At the end of the day [Hook: Nelly] Take away the money Take away the fame Strip me to my drawers And you still gon' find the same old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a Way before the house Way before the cars I was pullin' broads And I still was gettin' called old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a [Verse 1: Nelly] Call me Mr. All That All that E'rything you have, I'm all that Call me wack You better call back (Crawl back) Or fall back before that black mack, bust all that Old schoolin' that new thing White V-neck with two chains Like 2 Chainz, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it This is mine, I'mma spend it If she's fine, I'll hit it right mayne You hear that beat, that's Drumma Boy When I see you, that's trouble, boy Say the word and I'm in thurr Name the time, and that when/where I'ma two piece ya like swimwear Take away the money Take away the fame Strip me to my drawers And you still gon' find the same old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] Rubber bands on my cheddar knots Cause I'm super cool and I'm hella hot A broad, a menage, I'mma let her eye While I'm barrelin' out, and I'm yelling out f** you, b**h, I'm so stupid I love no ho, ain't no Cupid King of the south, thought you knew this I screw her mouth then throw deuces I'm wit' Nelly and 2 Chainz, and 2 Chainz give two sh**s I'm A-Town, I'm West Side, Bankhead, Shawty I'm foolish Old school car, new chick, don't lose your ho when I ride, fool These millions don't mean sh**, I was the man when I was in high school All about survival where I come from Young and dumb, Bible all a n***a run from Ignorant Belligerent Can't wait to get a quarter key and get to gettin' it Chorus (Nelly) Take away the money Take away the fame Strip me to my drawers And you still gon' find the same old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a Way before the house Way before the cars I was pullin' broads And I still was gettin' called old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a (2 Chainz) I'm a country n***a, and I keep it street All I smoke is strong Straight section eight I got socks on with my house shoes I got my baby mama name tattooed I got another b**h with another b**h Mad cause I f**ed up her hairdo (damn) Hair weave k**a On a "wanted" poster Dance on a white girl Call it John Travolta I'm a country n***a, I f** her on the sofa My whip white with the black top like Sammy Sosa If you ain't got no money You better have hustle See when I got some money All I did was add muscle Tity 2 Chainz, and the two's never too much Extension cord is when you put together 2 blunts Chorus (Nelly) Take away the money Take away the fame Strip me to my drawers And you still gon' find the same old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a Way before the house Way before the cars I was pullin' broads And I still was gettin' called old Country Azz n***a Country Azz n***a

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