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upchurch – yz remix lyrics

yz remix lyrics
[intro: upchurch]
ayy
church
up+motherf+ckin’+church
creek squad

[chorus: upchurch]
you can’t ride in my range rover
you can’t smoke on my jane clover
you can’t come to my crib, joker
some people keep it gangster, i just keep it country, oh, lord
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
some people keep it gangster, i just keep it country, oh, lord (church)

[verse 1: upchurch]
still can’t ride with me, but now it’s different, i ain’t driving
in the back seat of my phantom with the curtain down and vibing
on my country boy sh+t, some things don’t never change
that’s why i walk around the ‘ville with a pistol rocking these chains, cuz
ain’t no country singers dangerous
locals never change up
grimy from the jump, can’t make a volunteer go bankrupt
rockstar of the holler, can’t move me with dots or commas
untouchable to ones who never had to bust ass for dollars
i don’t care what you own, i don’t care what you got
all i care is if you ’bout it and if you the type to be bought
won’t catch me around no people dressing up for television
when i put on something snazzy, i’m shooting birds or these b+tches
church
[chorus: upchurch]
you can’t ride in my range rover
you can’t smoke on my jane clover
you can’t come to my crib, joker
some people keep it gangster, i just keep it country, oh, lord
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar, creek squad
some people keep it gangster, i just keep it country, oh, lord

[verse 2: boosie badass]
gettin’ money, all hundreds, all i know is gettin’ money
rubber band bands ’round my band, i gotta have that money
big fine, top of the line, yeah, that’s how i like my women
love to shake her ass in the club, louisiana country
you know we gon’ show out when we go out, well turn this b+tch up then (turn up)
you ain’t gotta pay for sh+t, we lit, and bring your friend
big tall racks, trucks all black, money team
white, brown, black, i don’t see none of that, all i see is green
if you my dog, you could smoke weed in my house, n+gga
go up in the backyard and f+ck with the dogs, n+gga
wanna shoot some dice, i’m gon’ go get tootie raww, n+gga
boosie pictures on the wall, my floors like bowling b+lls, n+gga

- upchurch lyrics

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