Archie Eversole F- Bubba Sparxxx We Ready (remix) Lyrics

We Ready (remix) Lyrics

[Intro underlies hook]

 I feel the master, I feel him

 Y'all ready, they ready

 Well come on, well come on

 Y'all ready, they ready

 We ready, we ready

 Come on, come on

 We ready, we ready, come on

 Come on, come on

 Break bread ho, break bread ho

 Come on, break bread ho, break bread ho

 Come on come on, we ready we ready

 Come on in, we ready

 Come on in

 

 [Hook ("What what" repeated in background)]

 We ready (What, what)

 We ready (What, what)

 We ready (We ready, we ready)

 For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on)

 We ready (We ready for)

 We ready (We ready for)

 We ready (We ready for)

 For y'all (We ready, we ready)

 

 [Archie Eversole]

 Ain't no question bout who the best

 Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest

 Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest

 You must have called Pastor Troy cause boy you is blessed

 And I'ma take him out the game y'all

 It ain't no thang y'all

 You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw

 The game's raw, boy please believe it

 Keep your bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus

 Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits

 And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit

 I'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it

 Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game

 Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the fame

 

 [Hook x2]

 

 [Archie Eversole]

 A-T-L we bout that head bustin', we leave you dead cousin

 What's up, huh bitch nigga, you said something

 If you ready why you stumblin' to the flo' huh

 If you ready why you stutterin' I ain't Joe

 I'ma show em' why they call us dirty

 There is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthy

 Heard of me then, Hell naw before, bet you done heard of me now

 Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found

 See I done did this since my younger days

 Only 16 but my pockets never underage

 So let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, please

 And you is crazy if you think that you ready for me, so who ready now

 

 [Hook x2]

 

 [Bubba Sparxxx]

 Yeah, yeah

 Bubba baby, trouble baby dip my thang, love me, hate me

 All in London yellin' Georgia, Europe better suffocate me

 Hold it down for country crackers, leave them others up to Shady

 Give a damn if silly sisters think I'm good enough then pay me

 Tell em' Archie they don't want it, however they can get it

 Told em' bout that booty chatter, y'all better go on with it

 Infiltrated mainstream, maintainin' the same theme

 Polo shirts and pig shit, can't even get them stains clean

 Ain't too much I ain't seen in between the grains in Athens

 Ups and downs, rights and lefts all around me brains are scratchin'

 Any how we ready now, the new South has arrived

 We savages is fixin' to eat and won't stop till they satisfied

 

 [Hook to fade]