B.o.B — We Still In This Bitch Remix

[Intro: Young Jeezy] Mike Will on the beat, you know I'm killin' this shit Just left the 'Sace store, you know I'm killin' this fit Yeah, we get the broke knob, bro, ain't tryna to get fixed It's the remix killer, yeah, I'll kill your remix, what's up [Chorus: B.o.B & Young Jeezy] I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it (Yeeeah) Stop blowing my buzz, quit killing it So buy another round (Buy another round, yeah) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (Ago) But we still in this bitch (We still in this bitch) We still in this bitch (We still in this) Turn this shit up loud (Remix, nigga) And buy another round They tried to shut us down 'bout an hour ago ([?], nigga, yeah) But we still in this bitch (What's the word, remix, yeah) [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] I can do this shit all night 'cause I can stay up (Stay up) That Rollie pull your bitch on sight, that's a layup (Damn) I blew about a 40 last night, that's a Jacob Had her face on my Givenchy jeans, left her makeup (Yeeeeah) Nigga, I been running this for 'bout eight straight summers (Okay) I got mine off the stove like the chef at Benihana's (Damn) Nigga, this is my year, fuck whoever don't like it (Like it) See that 2014 outside? Yeah, that's my shit (Whoo) I took a trip out of town, brought a hundred things on (Damn) I seen Jeezy in the club, he had a hundred chains on (Ha-ha) Just left the 'Sace store, you know I'm killin' this fit (Ayy) It's the remix killer, yeah, I'll kill your remix, what's up (Yeeeah) [Chorus: B.o.B & Young Jeezy] I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it (I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it, hey) Stop blowing my buzz, quit killing it (It's the [?], nigga) So buy another round (Another round) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (Whoo, whoo) But we still in this bitch (What, ayy, we still in this bitch) We still in this (We still in this) We still in this bitch (We still in this) Turn this shit up loud And buy another round They tried to shut us down 'bout an hour ago But we still in this bitch [Verse 2: B.o.B] They said, "Bobby, slow the flow down You're burning all the 'dro down" (Ayy) I tear the fucking club from the ceiling to the floor down (Ayy) And I ain't talking dancing when I tell them it's a hoedown (Ayy) And now she getting low down, that ass getting tore down Ayy, 'cause we still in this bitch Got a glass in my hand and I ain't spilling this shit I hop out the fucking coupe like it really ain't shit Man, come to think about it, niggas really ain't shit I go tough (Tough), I go stupid (Stupid) And I get brawlin', baby, I beat that coochie (I beat that coochie) Now go and throw them legs up (Ayy), let's make a movie (Let's make a movie) She asked me can she get it from the back? Absolutely, bitch, say absolutely [Chorus: B.o.B] I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it (Hey) Stop blowing my buzz, quit killing it (Hey) So buy another round (Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (Yeah) But we still in this bitch We still in this bitch (We still in this, we still in this) Turn this shit up loud (Turn this shit up loud) And buy another round (And buy another round) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago But we still in this bitch [Verse 3: Young Dro] Okay, I'm still in this bitch, I'm killin' this bitch Lame ass ho, ain't feeling that chick Man, I'm like a big turd on the ground and y'all are like flies, come get on this shit I'm emptying gauges (Oh), hit 'em in faces (Baow) Blow a nigga body in different places Man, a nigga Young Dro still in this bitch It's been a long time, that nigga courageous I'm raw, period, pussy nigga fearing it "Calm down, Dro, ain't god damn hearin' it" Nigga got caught, well, then I'm goddamn clearin' it up Nigga, what's up? (What's up?) Feeling it? Layin' in the bed, getting head by Hilary Check my strap, check my artillery Me and B.o.B. and G.D.O.D., rollin' up the wrong way, feelin' it Testarossa; burnin' these fuck niggas just like Sosa And I'll fuck your bitch on the sofa In this bitch, please close the door, sir Uh, I'm a lion, boy, I go rah-rah Desert Eagle clip up in this bitch and that thing go pow-pow Dro [Chorus: B.o.B & Yo Gotti] I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it Stop blowing my buzz, quit killing it (White everything) So buy another round They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (And we thuggin', pussy) But we still in this bitch (We still in this) Turn this shit up loud And buy another round (Ayy, what up, [?], nigga?) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (B.o.B, nigga) But we still in this bitch [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] I'm 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 Bitch want a plane ticket, I'm booking it CMG, that muscle gang; T.I.P., that Hustle Gang Brand dick all in what's-her-name Never gonna mention no buster name Got wordplay like that 'Rosa gang Make one phone call that get a bus of 'caine That Forbes list, should've been on it Niggas 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 wisecrackin' Left the tech to see exactly Lick the shells, try to count it Last seen in an Audi Turn a million for a bounty, I'm gone [Chorus: B.o.B & Yo Gotti] I'm in my zone, I'm feeling it Stop blowing my buzz, quit killing it (Quit kiliing it) So buy another round (If you ain't with that fuck shit, nigga) They tried to shut us down about an hour ago But we still in this bitch Turn this shit up loud And buy another round They tried to shut us down about an hour ago But we still in this bitch (Yeeeeah)