Now And Then Lyrics by Big KRIT

(Ft. Slim Thug)

[Intro]
Yo
That hatin’ shit is contagious, pimpin’
Ain’t really no vaccine for that shit either
Niggas out here talkin’ down
Niggas need to be out here tryin to get they own money
Congratulate a player every once in a while, you dig?
Every now and then you’ve got to just ball on these niggas

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Every now and then you’ve gotta pimp
Every now and then you’ve gotta ball
Every now and then you’ve gotta clean up
Blow a scene up
High-beamed up
TV screened up
And sit tall
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I’m listenin’ to that hate
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I hear you over bass
Take that shit up with my trunk

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Try not to flatter yourself
I see through niggas like glass
Why the fuckd you shatter yourself?
On a mission for scrilla
Chinchilla coats for the winter
I buy a crib with the pillars
And sit that hoe in the villa
Vanilla bucket seats, with a busty freak, that fuck with me
She bob on top, but a nigga like you, she just cant fuck for free
Well on the late night, Im a great white in a shark tank
Your heart pump Kool-Aid on these groupie hoes, my heart cant
Your boat sank so long ago
Your crew been jumped off, my shit sell cause I stay afloat
I dodged some icebergs on these chrome rims just to float some more
Motherfuck your life, fish
Yall niggas act like I aint float before
Hold that thought, hold my coat, nigga cause

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Every now and then you’ve gotta pimp
Every now and then you’ve gotta ball
Every now and then you’ve gotta clean up
Blow a scene up
High-beamed up
TV screened up
And sit tall
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I’m listenin’ to that hate
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I hear you over bass
Take that shit up with my trunk

[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
I cant hear you, haters
I cant see you fakers
Youre in my rearview and the bass got it shakin
Always talkin down, lets talk about what you makin
And what records you breakin to have this conversation
Where you live, what you drive, whats in your bank account?
Your jive-ass 9-5 aint matchin my amount
I count my cars, count my broads
If you could count youd know Im living large
Menage with two TV stars
You dream about everything thats ours
Hater, hatin on my gifts from God
Only gon block your gifts from God
So stop actin fraud
Congratulate and give me my award
Work hard and one day youll get your card

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Every now and then you’ve gotta pimp
Every now and then you’ve gotta ball
Every now and then you’ve gotta clean up
Blow a scene up
High-beamed up
TV screened up
And sit tall
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I’m listenin’ to that hate
Take that shit up with my trunk
If you really think I hear you over bass
Take that shit up with my trunk

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