Testo Bubba Talk - Bubba Sparxxx
Testo della canzone Bubba Talk (Bubba Sparxxx), tratta dall'album The Wash [Soundtrack (Explicit Version)]
I can't do that Timbaland -, that that shoop -
There goes that - Bubba just being 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?
Drink 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 speaking clearly?
I just throw y'all little lames on any trash heap that's near me
Hot damn 'em, really, to hell with 'em
Send 'em to Nellie B and certainly they'll get 'em
I really don't have to answer for 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
Okie dokie, now they knowing how Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie, this that Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie (spit, boy)
This time it gets ugly, my folks done got to drinking
Some rednecks and thugs in the club, not what you thinking
Hopped up and stanking, banking on Bubba's rise
All up on that Betty you got with rubber thighs
Can't help but love the guys, they happy they out the country
But the country still in them, black and -, white and -
Lawd, them boys gone, from dirty to fast speed
And if she don't visit, we snatching that rat's weave
If you mad, leave, this is not your type of party
Mixing Jim Beam with gin and Henn' with white Bacardi
Yeah, we quite retarded, but hell, you only live once
Still talking Bubba but I can't complete the sentence
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie, this that Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie (spit, boy)
I've slowly let my anger turn to just concern
For y'all's well-being, I'm seeing there's much to earn
In this money pit of music, this dummy shit amusing
That's what you think it is? Meet me at the bank with this
I withdraw the same with this and spend it on court fees
Y'all can't run with me, stay on the porch please
It's something special about Bubba's mannerisms
That's why they should accept any helping hand I give 'em
I don't know, is it me or is this industry foul?
There used to be sugar but they shooting me now
In any event, that's enough, cut me off
No matter what it costs, it's worth it when Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie, this that Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie (spit, boy)
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie, this that Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me at all
I say the same thing but slower to y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okie dokie
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Writer(s): Timothy Mosley, Warren Mathis
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