name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know) It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
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
it, say so Ain't a singer on my payroll I?m platinum, they?re probably that gold Buckhead bouncing, move a little ounces Talking out loud, but I ain't low Wait for the day that Bubba
Intro: Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx] [Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)] Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x] Rockin' everywhere [2x] [Bubba Sparxxx
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh I'm on, I'm grown, I'm so in my zone You ain't gotta tell me, I know this my home Throw me my phone, let me call up anybody Who
curtain, cause I'm just beginnin Bubba was the beginnin but bitch I'ma end it Hey, I'm that man, man [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Bubba Sparxxx] Yeah, yeah
other languages I came to do two things, kick some ass And drink some cold beer and I'm almost out of beer Looky here, we damned if every other year He ain't stumble back in, Bubba
Make way We point you to the money Bubba K We point you to the money We paid, Bubba here I don't know about y'all but I feel wonderful Yeah, they lookin
So I walk over to him, bro I don't care who you wit Man you better be like G-Rock and go and get that bitch I let Bubba security handle that, step back
floored, showin' how I'm opposed, y'all can't stop Jumped the fence, went down the path, came out by Ms. Dot 'partment Ay, ay Bubba Sparxx, shoot we
Say what, say what? Freaky, freaky, Bubba Shit, I ain't choose to rhyme, rhymin' chose me So I hit the track runnin', like a nosebleed Life ain't great
Gotta proper bank roll, Betty drop that thing slow Motherfuckin' load the devil thing like it swell Same way the Range Rove, same way the Chevrolets Same way the Cadillacs, how I do it everyday Bubba
Get your ass up, get your ass up, get your ass up I hear your car keys jinglin', go 'head an' crank it up Spent a thousand on the liquor, but tonight
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
dirt I thought I had wiped off The same jerk that used to jerk Paul now he's my boss Lonely if I lost, my light on the pathway No more, Bubba K just
Don't be scared of me Come on over here and let Bubba infect you From the slums the east of Athens to the plains in North Lagrange, Bubba K can stumble
