Bubba Talk — текст песни (Bubba Sparxxx)


[Bubba Sparxxx]
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, 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

[Chorus]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
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

[Chorus] - repeat 2X



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