1.It's Bubba Sparxx
Its bubba sparxx in the streets (2x)
I just hitch hiked my way from athens to cascade
Paid homage for three days been written the past eight
I feel i'm the last great warrior of written lyric
You can move to polo club bitch you still ain't gettin near it
If its bubba spittin fear it, this that shit legends made of
It'll take more than a flag for them folks to segregate us
Hook it, let it cake up prepare it for whole sale
This my mother fuckin heart i dont care if it dont sell
I dare you to go tell, your people that bubbas bogus
Im sorry, did my antics interrupt your fucking focus？
Dammit i guess its hopless, y'all just wont listen
When i'm rhymin to provide you with diamond that dont glisten
I had to be the one, this shit was my birth right
You content with moving units, i'm faced with a worse plight
To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy
Yeah you special in your click but you ain't shit up next to me
And if you get the best of me, nah, that shit ain't feasable
Cuz trying to get a hold of bubba is like chasing a greasy bull
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (c'mon know y'all dont really
want it)
Shit these boys dont really want it, the just mumblin to be
heard
Damn y'all wasnt lying, sleepy crumblin in some sweet herb
Im humble till my speech slurs, then its off the bleachears
In the closet with your wife enticing her to floss her features
This one 'ot to teach you, it aint fun to play with bubba
Took a rich prissy bitch and played her this and made her gutta'
But she made me late for suppa', and i dont eat but once a day
Im tryin to watch my weight cuz my street days a month away
And i want these sluts to love me, but if they dont then fuck
'em
Cuz tomorrow if they swallow, if they wont the i duck 'em
I bet y'all never seen one of me look so clean
Kept it right here in the south and did it with a good ol' team
So hate it if you must, but i made it and you can trust
That every vowel out my bowel, is sacred it just to us
They played it and made a fuss, cuz the truth is a frighten
topic
Ricky pull the plug, shit, thats all that might could stop it
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (c'mon now y'all dont really
want it)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (they just mumblin to be heard)
Im through noddin my head to shit, thats anythin but monumental
Cant just settle for la grange, therefore my slang is
continental
From my road to your trap, my code is no dap
If your head is like a keg, chillin ice cold with no tap
Five shows with no nap, i'll sleep when i in the dirt
Ain't tryin to party with you industry faggots i come to work
Emergin from the hurt, that life was and still will be
Took a shower at the dungeon, dried off and was still filthy
These bitches will feel me, i promise just bein honest
Its like its '93 again, got that heat for them premadonnas
Wide eyed in the booth, this goes beyond politics
In other words keep that pussy, i already got a bitch
And i'm pledgin not switch from authentic to counterfeit
Cuz when it comes to that raw, y'all hit it i found the shit
And i wont speak in the dungeon, till its hardway on the wall
In the name of bubba sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (c'mon now y'all dont really
want it)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (they just mumblin to be heard)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (c'mon now y'all dont really
want it)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (the coolest white boy i know)
Its bubba sparxxx in the streets (they just mumblin to be heard)
The coolest white boy i know
They just mumblin to be heard
2.Dark Days, Bright Nights
Okay
If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an
explanation
For all the hell you've endured, while helping me reach my
destination
And this effort to bless the nation
I've might had did more harm than good
But i've always showed you heart, this is just my but apart from
would
Man i love the darkest hood
But also the brightest suburb
To think i would just despise the folks because i'm broke and
white it's absurd
I'm told be tight you get hurt, but i don't hear my spinal
spinning
Yeah we found some distribution, but bet the crying is just
beginning
Cause these bright nights, could lead to dark days and vice
versa
Even if greg street don't play, i guarantee you a nice purchase
Frankly, i'm quite certain i'm the livest fucker out there
I'm making love to the truth, inside that vocal booth without
care
I won't even talk about stare
From angry illogic rappers
Cause every time they get confronted, they'll give you head than
dap ya
This one don't really need a hook, but shannon said it'll be a
single
So i devote this to my life, so much more than a catch of a
jiggle
Dark days, bright nights
For that outside in the night, you know what bubba's life is
like
Bright nights, dark days
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this
way
Dark days, bright nights
For when they say you can't live, fuck them, do it just out of
spite
Bright nights, dark days
For every person without a voice that got something they need to
say
See it's apparent that you know, there's a lot of folks that
love bubba
Not cause of any rap i wrote, they see something above gutter
Though, my pockets don't reflex that
It's my vision, and they respect that
Love comes in a form of a various drug, and i can't neglect that
So me and my folks get fucked up like six nights out of seven
That's the bright light of our lives
Like god's shinning light right out of heaven
But at the conclusion of every session
I wish that dark day to expose
The plight of my situation, no blow, no dough for big shows
But still they see we this close from seeing the promise land
So that leads to another bright night, when all of us is college
grand
Being loved by the moms and dads
Which some of us wasn't blessed with
You think we all born with two lovin' parents and a treasure
chest
Shit, i was fortunate to be loved, by my paternal units
I'm gonna make their son a winner, fuck how bad it'll hurt i'm
doing it
Even if i was to ruin it
Never with me and my heart part ways
We developed too strong of a bond, turning bright nights into
dark days
Yeah it's true, i also do get praise from the other side of the
tracks
You know, that dark days part of town, when they intentionally
hide the blacks
Ain't got no reply to that, i said i'm sorry if i'm to blame
I tried like hell to sooth your soul by planting the facts
inside your brain
I never once lied to the game, the acceptance of not one black
dude
It's just bubba that country fucker smoking swages and eating
snack foods
Now every time they ask you, hy you live the way you choose
too？？say cause bubba set you right, the only one they loved,
knew you
That leaves you with no excuse to settle with what they offer
He try to pay you the slave wagers, play that role, and tell
them naw, sir
I'll probably won't even falter if you dismiss me as the demon
It is true, i am not you, my skin's the tone of piss and seamen
But if we fight this evening, i assure you, we'll both bleed red
And it'll take your whole slum and all your guns to leave me
dead
Plus all that blood we shed what do nothin' but server their
purpose
So let's unite these bright nights and dark days, they'll see
you nervous
3.Bubba Talk
I can't do that timbaland shit, that that shoop shit..
There goes that damn bubba just bein his country self
Slide inside timmy's track and ride it 'til nothing's left
Bet you then they'll get the picture, a legendary mixture
Like jim beam and coke, can you cope with that elixir？
Drank it, that'll fix ya, why you angry anyway？
I'm in the same mud as you, been dirty for plenty days
Okay, let's get it on, in any shape form or fashion
At the tunnel in new york, or at the dorms out in athens
Y'all still don't hear me？ am i not speakin clearly？
I just throw y'all little lames on any trash heap that's near me
Fuck 'em, hot damn 'em, really, to hell with 'em
Send 'em to nelly b(？), and certainly they'll get 'em
I really don't have to answer to questions that y'all present me
But i know why after this here session, y'all resent me
Never the one to fuss, just smile and let 'em walk
Okey-dokey, now they knowin how bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little southern charm to top it off
Okey-dokey, dis dat bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little southern charm to top it off
Okey-dokey - spit boy!
This time it gets ugly, my folks done got to drankin
Some rednecks and thugs in the club, now what you thankin？
Hopped up and stankin, bankin on bubba's rise
All up on that betty you got, with rubber thighs
Can't help but love them guys, they happy they out the country
But the country's still in them, black and nappy, white and
grungy
Lawd this boy's gone, from dirty to fast speed
And if she don't visit, we snatchin that rare squeeze
If you mad leave, this is not yo' type of party
Some jim beam with gin and henn with white bacardi
Yeah we quite retarded but hell you only live once
Still talkin bubba but i can't complete the sentence
I slowly let my anger turn to just concern
For y'alls well bein, i'm seein there's much to earn
In this money pit of music, this dummy shit's amusin
That's what you think it is？ meet me at the bank with this
I'll withdraw the same two bills and spend it on port (？)
Y'all can't run with me, stay on the porch please
There's somethin special, about bubba's mannerisms
That's why they should accept, any helpin hand i give 'em
I don't know, is it me, or is this industry foul？
They used to be sugar but they shit to me now
Get in and get bent, that's enough then cut me off
No matter what it cost it's worth it when bubba talk
4.Lovely
Don't i look extra slick in this nautica？
Just think, it was you that she bought it for
Now you lookin through receipts tryin to audit her？
Man that shit ain't really happen, i thought it up, call her up
Cuss that little groupie out anyhow (uhh)
I coulda done it shit i'm fuckin with timmy now (uhh)
If i had her it just woulda been in and out (uhh)
Back in that escalade, we spinnin out, women shout
Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it
Got them hoes stuck listenin motionless
Please don't think of me as a chauvinist
But i am on fire and i'm knowin this, blowin this
Whole landscape to fragments
And yeah you heard right i'm in athens
Can't hardly keep up with these fashions
That's why forever ralph lauren's my passion, ask him
Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute)
I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely)
Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute)
I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me)
Fuck weak cash, i get mine on the slow roll
Beat club eleven thou' is the logo
I ain't too far removed from the hobos
Tryin to help 'em so i gotta get more dough, oh no!
Bubba k done got in the zone boy
That's timmy's bentley dawg get your own toy
And as far as ladies go j lockin that
Now that that's clear, where the vodka at？ bring it back
I'll be takin drunkard to stonewall
Tell jed hold my phone calls
He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl
You heard 'get right' i done told y'all, don't stall
Let's keep this thang movin okay bud？
{man bubba ain't snappy} now say what？
I can see why they gon' hate us
Cause we all up in they grill like breakers
Boy you ain't blowin nuttin but hot air
All on the charts, how you got there？
Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair
But bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there
Met this little betty through demon jones
And she love to slurp it up 'til the semen's gone
She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone
That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on
All types of kinky lil' fetishes
All stimulants and all sedatives
Got interracial sense but i'm devilish
And betty when i aim i never miss, tell 'em this
Bubba don't run with no lame ducks
Think he got a big dick but he can't fuck
That's why when you call us you hang up
And i just shot a load on that same slut
Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. trust me
Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. lovely
Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. i'm in this ugly
5.Take Off
{＊airline stewardess making announcements＊}
I can't forget the bumps on the road to heartsville
And i'm scared to fly but surely bubba sparxxx will
Shit and i ain't slept, in a month of sundays
Still i'm wide awake as we coast out on the runway
And now the captain says i'm number one for take off
But timmy i'm too weak all this starvin led to weight loss
Fear turns to adrenaline as life accelerates
I'm headed to my destiny, how long you guess it takes - to get
there？
The in flight movie today is 'gladiator'
But i can't afford the headphones, it's cool, i'll catch it
later
I'm cramped between two dudes, one from each coast
Yet we all agree a safe flight is what we need most
Hey stewardess, i can't handle all this turbulence
The ride's gettin bumpy and that shit don't help my nervousness
Now they fin' to serve the meal, i think i'll go with steak
Every fuckin choice is crucial and we all know the breaks, in
this game
I barely even noticed but we covered every state
Plus i'm slowly turnin from feather to heavyweight - it's about
time
I need to take a piss but i'm still scared to get up
Please lord protect those up in this air with us
The captain just started our approach into the sunset
I've flown a million miles but the shit still ain't fun yet
When this journey is complete, you'll know by my reaction
Tears of jubilation as i'm landin back in athens - thank you
lord
6.Well Water
Let that water cleanse yo' mind
Feel it tricklin down yo' spine
It's all about the wills and won'ts, do's and don'ts
And the price they'll pay to shine
Now i done came a ways up this long road
In spite of the lies that y'all told
Believe me these folks is all cold
From the polo club to paul doe
They all know bubba ya boy who cut her without a rubber
But you couldn't look past my skin
So me and ken wrote about the water
Now it's true i babble on about blotter and tales of beanstalks
But peep it it ain't no secret i'm reachin beyond that cheap
talk
Cause we fought battles and this water make yo' trunk rattle
So if it's beef you searchin fo' i run with poachers who hunt
cattle
And it don't matter, if you crunk in the club, or drunk in the
pub
Bring that notion to my ocean boy you sunk in a sub
I'm crumblin buds of homegrown, ponderin shit that's gone wrong
But fuck it it ain't productive to dwell on somethin that's lone
gone
My dome's blown, from twenty plus years of experimentin
With whatever drug you pedalin, from acid coke to heroin
But lately i've been settlin for liquor and herbal treats
I want the money, the hoes, and the house on myrtle beach
Let that water cleanse yo' mind
Feel it tricklin down yo' spine
It's all about the wills and won'ts, do's and don'ts
And the price they'll pay to shine
Let that water cleanse yo' mind
I pray it opens up your eyes
Cause can't nobody call, tomorrow at all
So we live for the present time
Next time you in the a-t-l get on 85 south and travel
Sixty miles to legrange, but watch yo' chrome off on that gravel
Then mount your horse and saddle cause you in the country now
The birthplace of bubba 'kay now leave before the sun is down
It's funny how you look at us as nothin more than crumbs of dust
That's scattered on your wall when just like y'all in guns we
trust
Run with us for bout a week, let us teach you how to speak
With this jazzy rural grammar to get them hoes up out they seat
Bouncin beats all down the street out them buicks on
chrome'n'blades
And even though it's christmas day we still eatin on foamy
plates
Ain't nuttin, we gon' be straight whether you accept us or
decline us
I ain't baby, shan ain't mannie - but i still feel we +big
tymers+
Them classics all designers, unforgiven and livin
Like today is forever cause tomorrow is for the vision
Based on optimism and honestly i can't see it
I'ma crank it up tonight if tomorrow comes so be it
Man i'm feelin day to day, on dope quotes
Ridin a boat that hope floats
With an entourage of po' folks
Who smoke dope but don't cope
I swear to y'all i won't croak, before this dream is realized
No confederates in this settlement but trust me the south will
rise
It ain't even about the rap shit, we already mastered that shit
All the water in this well's for country folks who never had
shit
Did you know they closin down the only factory in this town？
But still you got the nerve to say it's plenty work to go around
I asked the lord to hold me down 'til i find me some
distribution
He kept me up for seven nights then finally hit me with this
solution
As a result of this pollution it seems my water is now valued
At twenty dollars a jug, so yessir, we puttin it out soon
But in the form of loud tunes to soothe your troubled heart
What many call salvation is really just bubba sparxxx
So when i'm easin up them charts, say thank you cause this for
y'all
Pay the price, live your life, and that money, get it all
If you need to bathe, then bathe
And if you want to drink, come on and drink
From this well
.. bubba sparxxx, huh, big shan, j.j., southwestern clay
.. collabo, two geezy, huh, y'all hurtin for this
.. huh, you need it, bubba
7.Ugly
(timbaland：)
Uhh uh-oh, uh-oh
Tch, tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Tchka, tchka uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Say what, say what？
Freaky freaky uh
Tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Bubba
(bubba sparxxx：)
Shit i ain't choose to rhyme
Rhymin' chose me
So i hit the track runnin'
Like a nosebleed
Life ain't great now
But it's much improved
Yo' album droppin' this summer？
That sucks for you
''cause this is bubba's moment
I put my mother on it
I said my momma
It seems as if
I love her don't it？
So buckle up, 'cause
It's gon' get bumpy
I call my girlfriends betty's
And my sh＊ts grumpies
That bubba talk
Gotcha open wide
I giggle outside the booth
But ain't no joke inside
This is complicated
At least to y'all it is
Just let me sell fifty million
Then i'll call it quits
But until that day
Y'all in deep doo doo
I never once saw
You crank it 'cause
I just leap through you
What you need to do
Is just admit you love me
The south has
Always been dirty
But now it's gettin' ugly
Chorus：
Ugly-in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get
Ugly, ugly, ugly
In here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
Uh-oh
Though i am country
Don't get the wrong idea
My ego's gettin' bigger
With every song i hear
'cause y'all been bullsh＊ttin'
Spittin' that booty chatter
Out here for two days and
Came with somethin'
That truly matters
On goes the saga
Of bubba's plight
She won't see tomorrah
If i don't cut tonight
That's just my mood now
I hate it came to this
How else can i say it
I don't speak
No other languages
I'm fairly ripped now
So this the jimmy talkin'
You hear that beat don'tcha？
That's just timmy talkin'
Go 'head throw dem bows
F＊＊＊ it, break a bottle
Let's be honest none of us
Will ever date a model
So let's just cut it loose
Ignore the repercussions
If you scared, then just
Forget what we discussin'
This that new south
Take a picture of me
'cause i'm a f＊＊＊in' legend
And this is gettin' ugly
Repeat chorus
Now this thang is jumpin'
Ain't it somethin'？
What makes it special
This whole moment
Came from nothin'
Now you see it triples
I bet she slurp tonight
Lames hide your wallets
Hatin' broads
Clutch your purses tight
If you ain't tryin' to live
You with the wrong crowd
And if you feelin' brave then
Better sport that thong proud
And if you finally breathin'
Then sing this song loud
I'm glad i got you wet
I know you had a long drought
Don't worry about the law
They can't arrest us all
I had to crank couldn'ta done
Nothin' less for y'all
Forget your inhibitions
I wanna see you whylin'
And if bubba dies tonight
Know he was smilin'
Repeat chorus
(timbaland：)
Ha ha, it's gon' get
(ugly-in here)
Thck, thck
(huh, in here
Huh, in here)
It's gon' get
(ugly-in here)
(huh, in here
Huh, in here)
It's gon' get (ugly)
Say what？
(ugly, ugly)
Say what？
(ugly) in here
Huh, in here
(it's gon' get ugly in here)
(huh, in here
Huh, in here
Uh-oh)
Thcka, thcka, thcka, thcka
Thcka, check switch uh
Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby
Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby
'holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so'
(so what？)
'don't copy me'
I want you to
'holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so, don't copy me'
C'mon bubba, let's go
8.Get Right
Get your ass up.. get your ass up.. get your ass up..
I hear your car keys jinglin, go 'head and crank it up
Spent a thousand on the liquor but tonight it ain't enough
Cause this town is full of drankers and they all hang with us
Grabbed betty by the arm, told her man, 'stay in touch'
We takin this one all the way from athens to virginia
Hit timmy for a hundred - that's the last one i'ma lend ya
Ol' girl wanna kick it but she not on my agenda
Did i ever love her？ well, not that i remember
Twerk that, work that, betty where your purse at？
Snatch daddy's credit cards, here take his shirt back
Where the hell my car at, does anybody know？
If it ain't back in five, everybody gotta go
Ah to hell with it, y'all keep that little honda
I'm waitin on some beams from this bitch named yolanda
Y'all lookin all tired shit i'm just wakin up
By the way when you get up out my bed, make it up
Aight, get your ass out my bed i'm through playin
You wanna stay the night - what the hell is you sayin？
I ain't tryin to come across to you as inconsiderate
But momma always said if you don't love it then get rid of it
Besides, i got thirty dogs waitin in the yard
They gotta eat too girl, don't make it hard
I'm kinda difficult to understand at first contact
Offered you a beer, don't be expectin much beyond that
Aww shit, y'all quit, i'm winnin
Drownin in a pool of alcohol and i'm swimmin
You wanna play with me but can't last nine innings
Since you wanna chase, what you like, lime, lemon？
I'll make an open challenge tot his whole industry
We can do it with tequila, bourbon gin or hennessy
Have you butt naked pukin in a purple limousine
I ain't doin shit but drankin do some rappin in between
We lit tonight (ain't we)
She gettin right (ain't she)
We ain't gon' stop (is we)
Until we all (dizzy)
I walked in like a star and i ain't even with timmy
Stop bein hard, baby girl i give plenty
I seem like a prick cause i got some shit in me
Grab your long johns, boy it's gettin a bit windy
You really wanna know the secret to this white pimpin？
Though i might love 'em, i don't really like women
New the next day and finally the night ended
Lookin back on it that shit was quite splendid
9.Regardless
Yeah, ha (b.k.) c.i. (okay？)
Yo
You ever rolled up in a convenience store with a forty-four
And told the cashier to drop to the floor？
But you didn't take anything but a bag of chips
A half gallon of milk, some juice, and a box of grits？
Nah but i might walk up in kroger, head straight for the dvd's
Stuff 'bout four of 'em in my cargo, smile and flee with ease
Then hit up the super target, exchange 'em for store credit
That's sixty dollars worth of grub, some squares and a case of
bud
Yo.. yo you ever invested your money in some internet stock？
Seen how your cheese multiply quicker than sellin rocks？
I invest in pharmaceuticals like xanax and loritabs
Take 'em all with alcohol, then hunt for some more to grab
Yo.. you ever had a chick with no brains, but liked to give 'em
That had the nerve to ask you to scream her name while you hit
it？
Haha.. nah but i know this betty who licks ass for her enjoyment
She also takes golden showers and drinks the piss from out my
toilet
And when it's time for the deployment of doo-doo from out my
anus
She likes to catch it in her hands and lick the excess from her
fingers
Yo, you ever tried to purchase a car with a personal check？
Have your lady call you a dog, and send you to the vet？
Ever been in trouble with the cops, for more than three times
From tryin to sell digital video cameras to the blind？
Mannnn fuck purchasin a car, i live on 'new jersey drive'
Athens georgia, three-oh-six-oh-five, that ain't no lie
And my girl don't even speak cause i get violent when i drink
But it's perfect cause she don't talk, i need some silence when
i think
About the thirty-three times the law tangled me up
With chunky tray, legs up, stuck, thinkin we fuck
Well screw 'em they ain't enough to stop these sparxxx from
flyin
If bubba ain't the truth that just mean that my heart is lyin
No matter what you ask me, i'm givin you bubba kay
Just the truth of the matter okay？ fuck what you say
Nuttin more nuttin less, i'ma get it off my chest
C.i., spit what i feel, regardless
Would you rather move two thousand units and be critically
acclaimed
Or sell two million out the gate and be labelled lyrically lame？
In other words, would you prefer to have dem mics in the source
Or a grammy, some jazzy broads, a little ice and a porsche？
I ain't gon' lie, i'm tryin to sell three million out the gate
(okay)
And get six mics in the source off of lyrical force
And push a custom made porsche and a range with the woodgrain
And spit verses sharp enough to cut straight to your brain
Well, you ever fucked a chunky broad, weighin three hundred plus
up
And actually took some pride to the shit, and didn't rush none？
Yo.. when it comes to big chicks, c.i. plead the fifth
Cause i only weigh a buck-fifty and i don't own a forklift
Man have you ever snorted coke 'til your heart sat in your
throat
Then took your whole advance to buy more, and woke up broke？
Yo.. c.i. don't do drugs, i hang out with corporate thugs
That transport microchips and oriental rugs
Then sell 'em on the streets for as much as they can
The only coke i mess with comes in sixteen ounce cans
But would ever consider dancin with the devil for paper？
Fly with me and fred durst on an embezzlement caper？
Would you bet on the lakers if jordan played for the clippers
Or leave yo' girl and move to vegas with a stable of strippers？
Yo.. i wouldn't dance with the devil, the stocks are too hot
And if jordan played for the clippers i'd claim cali like 'pac
And i'm not into embezzlement, i like hostile takeovers
Corporate jets, bmw's and range rovers
Cause they're tax writeoffs, they're all business expenses
And as far as that stripper, yo i let my man hit her (man c'mon)
C to the i, central intelligence
And if i did touch her believe me you wouldn't find a trace of
evidence
Yeah (c.i., and bubba sparxx, nonsense)
I think in conclusion, it could be said
That no matter where the fuck i'm at
No matter who the fuck i'm around
I'ma do what the fuck +i+ do
Ride walk leave it or love it i don't give a fuck
Now i fucks with a motherfucker like c.i.
'til we both bleed 'til we can't bleed no more
Just cause i know he'll do that same type of shit
The east, the west, don't forget about the south
Don't forget about the motherfuckin south
Bubba kay worldwide, ay
Venice to venezeula, (？)
Y'all know what the fuck it is.. (？) bitch
10.Twerk A Little
Uhh! .. uhh!
C'mon, c'mon, ah c'mon, ah c'mon
Catch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your momma's house
In your daughter's guts, or just spazzin out
Me and bubba know what the hell we talkin 'bout
Pickin up betty's like they was beans and brussel sprouts
We got the clout to make you bounce a little
We got the clout to make you down this pickle, until you gettin
tickled
C'mon bubba let's surround this biddle
While you work the back bit timbaland work the middle
Uh-oh, uh-oh! i see ya see ya smile
Uh-oh, uh-oh! down comes your blouse
Timb' been around 'em all
From white to black, even magnoli-all
To hit 'em in project halls
In back of the streets maybe right in front of y'all (ha ha ha)
Timb' and bubba is a problem y'all
It's like hip-hop, meets effin tim mcgraw
We two fools and don't take no mess
Bitch lumber logs just to work the chest
He's country finest, i'm country best
Puttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now c'mon
Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see you drop it
Work the middle, work the middle, let me see you pop it
Go on! witcha bad self
C'mon! witcha bad self
I brought enough with me to start this bitch a college fund
Fitted boy and polo, and she ain't even got a son
Timmy kind of shy, told me to tell you drop it some
Here betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done
You can shake for dem but bet that you don't profit none
I got a coochie fart fetish, baby pop me one
While you by the bar i grab your boy a shot of rum
I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop i got the runs
Uh-oh, uh-oh! why they all on timmy？
Uh-oh, uh-oh! ten grand is all they give me
Still got a grand left, can i let my hand rest
Right there on your damn chest, fondlin your tan breast
I might just snap back and cuss a broad
But this bitch is truly blessed so i must applaud
In and out of every club in less than a hour
Sprinkle on a little pervis like i'm fresh out the shower
Ohhhh! and rest assured timmy runnin with bubba
We gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each other
And we'll probably do the same thang next monday evening
I gotta ride this bentley home cause timmy's out so we leavin,
now
I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
Come up here and rub up on my thigh
I'm comin baby as fast as i can
So while you're waitin won'tcha go 'head and talk to my man, uh
I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
Come up here and rub up on my thigh
Thank you timmy, i don't mind yo' sloppy seconds
But when i send her back to you i bet we both infected
I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
Come up here and rub up on my thigh
Bubba won'tcha just do what i tell ya
She got some good snapper (yes she do) damnit didn't i tell ya？
I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
Come up here and rub up on my thigh
.. won't you put in my mouth, won't you put in my mouth？
Now, that's what i'm talkin 'bout!
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