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
[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx]
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!
[Bubba Sparxxx]
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, Fro
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