Big K.R.I.T., David Banner - Sookie Now lyrics

[Big K.R.I.T., David Banner - Sookie Now lyrics]

Ahh sookie sookie now (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Ahh sookie sookie now (ay ay ay ay)
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now

M-I crooked now i never left the crock pot
Bitch I'm cooking now
Old school ferris wheel rims
Got me looking down
Country boy making noise world lookie now
Might just throw some D's on it
I got moves to make
On time with these thoroughbreds
My money never late
Don't be bothered with these lames
You should elevate
I got bottles for the poppin'
Maybe we should celebrate
Money over everything
What'chu know about it?
Bed full of bad bitches
I can’t roll up out it
Playa you should never doubt it
Talking live from the underground
It's forever going down

Ahh sookie sookie now (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Ahh sookie sookie now (ay ay ay ay)
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now

This that diamond in the back flow
Bitch, I got enough I wish you had mo'
Ho, they used to chuck the deuce and past go
Now, I'm the one you niggas ask foe
I'm talking dirty gutta south
Pimps with the curls and the
Golds in they mouth
Old school cars, doors on slam
Big country girls, ass like damn (DAMN)
I'm on it now, I been a king
Million Man March in my trunk
You hear the dream (get it shawty)
Cornbread pimpin' throwing collard greens
Poppin my collar feeling clean ahh

Ahh sookie sookie now (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Ahh sookie sookie now (ay ay ay ay)
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now

Twist yo fingers
Make a M and throw yo hands up
Twist yo fingers
Make a M and throw yo hands up
If you from the south and you
Proud nigga gon' say it loud
If you a working class nigga or
Got slugs in yo mouth
From the land of the Ku Klux with no mask
And my folks shit they never
Had the rebel flags
Still flying bitch you lying
If you say we ain't hanging
From a tree Frederick
Carter Greenwood Mississippi
Emmett Till til now
How I'mma talk about hoes?
Where Medgar Evers got killed
In front his family, body froze
Raynard Johnson, andre Jones
And my folks in these jail cells
They call it suicide
Cause it's just another black male yea!

Ahh sookie sookie now (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Ahh sookie sookie now (ay ay ay ay)
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now
Ahh sookie sookie now

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