(feat. Duddy Ken). . Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. To all it was. All it is. And all it shall be. New South. . (Bubba Sparxxx). Uh, yeah, yeah (motherfuckers).
First, you must travel a long deslolate road. This road you travel will seem like nowhere. But nowhere will turn into somewhere. Keep your head up Bubba, dont let nobody get ya down.
My tone. (Tell me do you love it?). My southern slang. (Tell me do you love it?). I'm sorry girl. (Tell me do you love it?). (Tell me do you love it?).
(Bubba Sparxxx). Here it comes again. . (Timbaland). Come on, come on. . (Bubba Sparxxx). Here it comes again. . (Timbaland). Come on, come on. . (Bubba Sparxxx).
(feat. Sleepy Brown). . All the way from Athens, the A-T-L shawty. . (Bubba Sparxxx). Uhh, Sleepy Brown. Uhh, Bubba Sparxxx. We gon' keep doin it baby.
New south, Athems Joy, Mudd Kat'z,. The Mathis family, they cant hide that money from us no more. . Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,.
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 drunk up.
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(Justin:). I could go number one ten times. Pretty girls that like my rhymes. You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine. Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny.
Album: Dark Days, Bright Nights. Song: Get Right. . (Bubba Sparxxx). Get your ass up. get your ass up. get your ass up.. . I hear your car keys jinglin, go 'head and crank it up.
Floating on mist. Crept up the caverns of my brain. Received no warning. From nothing to a life code. Walk with me, you'll never leave. Wait to see your spirit free.
And we are. The krush groovin, the body-movin. The record makin and the record breakin. And it goes a little something like this. . Uh, oh, frickity, uh, oh.
Haha, yeah. It is I (it is I). I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that. But beside this motherfucker right here. This motherfuckin boo.
I see you comin' round the bend. I just can't think of anything. That can make me smile like you can. I see you comin' round the bend. I just can't think of anything.
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.
Uh uh wassup ladies?. Bubba can't forget about y'all. . Hey Betty, Betty, hush your mouth, let me tell you something. Hey Betty, Betty, this Bubba K, the one your boyfriend bumpin'.
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, Let's go. . Back in the mud I've been in. I confess, I'm so happy here. There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away. . He's just that country boy, city slick, pit bull temperament.
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, Let's go. . Back in the mud I've been in. I confess, I'm so happy here. There's nothing you can do to make me stay away, away, away. . He's just that country boy, city slick, pit bull temperament.
Yep, yeah. Yep, yeah. Yep, yeah. Oh. . (Verse 1). 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.
Ain't life grand. You're workin' to the bone. You're givin' it, then it's gone. You keep on or you don't. . Ain't life grand. You're workin' to the bone.