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Letra de la canción 'BUBBA TALK' de 'BUBBA SPARXXX'


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{bubba sparxxx}
i canand't do that timbaland shit, that that shoop shit..
There goes that damn bubba just bein his country self
slide inside timmyand's track and ride it and'til nothingand's left
bet you then theyand'll get the picture, a legendary mixture
like jim beam and coke, can you cope with that elixir?
drank it, thatand'll fix ya, why you angry anyway?
iand'm in the same mud as you, been dirty for plenty days
okay, letand's get it on, in any shape form or fashion
at the tunnel in new york, or at the dorms out in athens
yand'all still donand't hear me? am i not speakin clearly?
i just throw yand'all little lames on any trash heap thatand's near me
fuck and'em, hot damn and'em, really, to hell with and'em
send and'em to nelly b(?), and certainly theyand'll get and'em
i really donand't have to answer to questions that yand'all present me
but i know why after this here session, yand'all resent me
never the one to fuss, just smile and let and'em walk
okey-dokey, now they knowin how bubba talk
{chorus: bubba sparxxx}
yand'all donand't know me aand'tall
i say the same thang but slower than yand'all
a little southern charm to top it off
okey-dokey, dis dat bubba talk
yand'all donand't know me aand'tall
i say the same thang but slower than yand'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 bubbaand's rise
all up on that betty you got, with rubber thighs
canand't help but love them guys, they happy they out the country
but the countryand's still in them, black and nappy, white and grungy
lawd this boyand's gone, from dirty to fast speed
and if she donand't visit, we snatchin that rare squeeze
if you mad leave, this is not yoand' 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 canand't complete the sentence
::chorus::
{bubba sparxxx}
i slowly let my anger turn to just concern
for yand'alls well bein, iand'm seein thereand's much to earn
in this money pit of music, this dummy shitand's amusin
thatand's what you think it is? meet me at the bank with this
iand'll withdraw the same two bills and spend it on port (?)
yand'all canand't run with me, stay on the porch please
thereand's somethin special, about bubbaand's mannerisms
thatand's why they should accept, any helpin hand i give and'em
i donand'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, thatand's enough then cut me off
no matter what it cost itand's worth it when bubba talk
{chorus - repeat 2x}