We Still In This b*tch (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 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 b*tch (We still in this b*tch)
We still in this b*tch (We still in this)
Turn this sh*t up loud (Remix, n*gga)
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down 'bout an hour ago ([?], n*gga, yeah)
But we still in this b*tch (What's the word, remix, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I can do this sh*t all night 'cause I can stay up (Stay up)
That Rollie pull your b*tch 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)
n*gga, I been running this for 'bout eight straight summers (Okay)
I got mine off the stove like the chef at Benihana's (Damn)
n*gga, this is my year, f*ck whoever don't like it (Like it)
See that 2014 outside? Yeah, that's my sh*t (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 [?], n*gga)
So buy another round (Another round)
They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (Whoo, whoo)
But we still in this b*tch (What, ayy, we still in this b*tch)
We still in this (We still in this)
We still in this b*tch (We still in this)
Turn this sh*t up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down 'bout an hour ago
But we still in this b*tch

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
They said, "Bobby, slow the flow down
You're burning all the 'dro down" (Ayy)
I tear the f*cking 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 b*tch
Got a glass in my hand and 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*ggas really ain't sh*t
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, b*tch, 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 b*tch
We still in this b*tch (We still in this, we still in this)
Turn this sh*t up loud (Turn this sh*t 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 b*tch

[Verse 3: Young Dro]
Okay, I'm still in this b*tch, I'm killin' this b*tch
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 sh*t
I'm emptying gauges (Oh), hit 'em in faces (Baow)
Blow a n*gga body in different places
Man, a n*gga Young Dro still in this b*tch
It's been a long time, that n*gga courageous
I'm raw, period, pus*y n*gga fearing it
"Calm down, Dro, ain't god damn hearin' it"
n*gga got caught, well, then I'm goddamn clearin' it up
n*gga, 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 f*ck n*ggas just like Sosa
And I'll f*ck your b*tch on the sofa
In this b*tch, please close the door, sir
Uh, I'm a lion, boy, I go rah-rah
Desert Eagle clip up in this b*tch 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', pus*y)
But we still in this b*tch (We still in this)
Turn this sh*t up loud
And buy another round (Ayy, what up, [?], n*gga?)
They tried to shut us down about an hour ago (B.o.B, n*gga)
But we still in this b*tch

[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
b*tch want a plane ticket, I'm booking it
CMG, that muscle gang; T.I.P., that Hustle Gang
Brand di*k 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
n*ggas 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 f*ck sh*t, n*gga)
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 (Yeeeeah)