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b o b - we still in this bitch (remix) lyrics

[intro: young jeezy]
mike will on the beat you know i’m killin’ this sh-t
just left the ‘sace store you know i’m killin’ this fit
yeah we get the… bro, ain’t trying to be fit
it’s the remix killer, yeah i’ll kill your remix

[hook: b.o.b]
i’m in my zone i’m feeling it
stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
so buy another round
they tried to shut us down
about an hour ago
but we still in this b-tch
turn this sh-t up loud
and buy another round
they tried to shut us down
about an hour ago
but we still in this b-tch

[hook: b.o.b]

[verse 1: young jeezy]
i can do this sh-t all night
cause i can stay up
that rolly pull your b-tch on sight, that’s a lay up
i blew about a 40 last night, that’s a jacob
had her face on my givenchy jeans, left her makeup
n-gg- i been running this for bout 8 straight summers
i got mine off the stove like the…
n-gg- this is my year, f-ck whoever don’t like it
see that 2014 outside? yeah that’s my sh-t
i took a trip out of town, brought a hundred things on
i seen jeezy in the club, he had a hundred chains on
just left the ‘sace store, you know i’m killin this h-t
it’s the remix killer, yeah i’ll kill your remix
what’s up?

[hook: b.o.b.]

[verse 2: b.o.b]
they said bobby slow the flow down
you’re burning all the dro down
i tear the f-cking club from the ceiling to the floor down
and i ain’t talking dancing when i tell them it’s a hoedown
and now she getting low down, that -ss getting tore down
cause we still in this b-tch
there’s a gl-ss in my hand, i ain’t spilling this sh-t
i hop out the f-cking coupe like it really ain’t sh-t
man come to think about it, n-gg-s really ain’t sh-t
i go tough, i go stupid
and i get brawling baby, i beat that coochie
now go and throw them legs up, let’s make a movie
she asked me can she get it from the back?
absolutely b-tch, absolutely

[hook: b.o.b]

[verse 3: young dro]
ok i’m still in this b-tch, i’m killin this b-tch
lame -ss ho, ain’t feeling that chick
man i’m like a big t-rd on the ground
and y’all are like flies come get on this sh-t
i’m emptying gauges, hit ‘em in faces
blow a n-gg- body in different places
man a n-gg- young dro still in this b-tch
it’s been a long time, that n-gg- courageous
i’m raw, period. p-ssy n-gg- fearing it
calm down dro, ain’t god d-mn hearing it
n-gg- got caught well then i’m god d-mn clearing it up
n-gg- what’s up? feeling it?
laying in the bed, getting head by hilary
check my strap, check my artillery
me and b.o.b. and doa…
rolling up the wrong way feelin it
test the roaster
burning these f-ck n-gg-s just like sosa
and i’ll f-ck your b-tch on the sofa
in this b-tch, please close the door sir
i’m a lion boy i go rah rah
desert e clip up in this b-tch
and that thing go pow pow

[hook: b.o.b]

[verse 4: yo gotti]
yo gotti but i think i’m b.o.b.
got bricks on bricks on c.o.d.
that check’s on deck them cars on deck
that cocaine on delivery
i’m in my kitchen i’m cooking it
b-tch want a plane ticket, i’m booking it
cmg that muscle gang, tip that hustle gang
…d-ck all in what’s her name
never gonna mention no buster name
got wordplay like that rosa gang
make one phonecall that get a bus of caine
that forbes list, shoulda been on it
n-gg-s talk beef but really don’t want it
i doubt it if you batted
i pull up and jump up out it
burn faith no mad dome
check your wise cracking
left the tech to see exactly
lick the sh-lls, try to count it
last seen in an audi
turn a million for a bounty

[hook: b.o.b]

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