Aha, 2000, Bubba Sparxxx, yeah, 2000 baby
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Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry
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How you figure you gon straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry
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Shit, you couldn't relate to Bubba K if we shared the same blood
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That's why I keep you guessin like manics change up
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Flame up for my peers who done walk with me for years
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Through this pissiness then rain, we gon be ballin when it clears
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In the mall workin the seers tryin to get my ? to ?
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I swore to tell the truth, though it may offend them itty-bitty weak-minded crabs
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Who gon keep tryna stab
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And Bubba with that side talk, that make me think that I ought to
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? with ? glock, and run up in their spot
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Fuck that money in your safe, I want them munchies off the top
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Folk that's hungry off this block and they countin on me to feed em
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Got a car load of chickens and we bout to go home and eat em
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I'm cravin everything from cabbage chips to cheese
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Cos it's that feeling in my stomach got me takin trips for keys
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From Athens to Belize, whatever for my nutrition
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I'll even turn cannibal if it takes that for you to live
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Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry
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How you figure you gon straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry
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I been seekin for a deal for years and for real I'm still hungry
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They say that country folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry
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Man that first verse ain't fill me up, it's like I gotta take worm
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I'm eatin lettuce and ? nuggets and just ? that take turn
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It's that flake that hate burn
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Live by y'all who can't learn
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Why it hurts to see them with them platinum plates they ain't earn
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I'm lickin this cool whip munchin on a few chips
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Fittin a snack on this broad I thought I'd never fool with
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Duddy the chef throw out that kick, heat up that snare
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Season that tip, I rhymin with a reason to spit
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We leavin the shit financially and physically slick
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You'll never see me undernourished cos I'm lyrically fit
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Like grillin this shit when it comes to verses of hunger
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I'm rappin this for happiness and polo shirts for the summer, yeah
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It hurts me to wonder if you can me can leave with each other
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You might not like my cookin now but I'm gon teach you to love it
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I speak to you in public, the pride, the salory calories
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I don't know when your turn gon come
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But it have to be after me
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Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (get it up, what)
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How you figure you gon straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry (ah, ah, ah)
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I been seekin for a deal for years and for real I'm still hungry (aha, what)
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They say that country folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry (yeah, yeah)
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I got a tape full of songs, wylin with five ones
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Waitin on the deal to come cos my plate full of crumbs
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It's so hard through them bright nights sleep on dark days
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And these crackers livin good that ain't what my stomach say
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I got a tape full of songs, wylin with five ones
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Waitin on the deal to come cos my plate full of crumbs
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It's so hard through them bright nights sleep on dark days
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And these crackers livin good that ain't what my stomach say
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Man I came up in the grains with Jen and Steve
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And every meal I ate consisted of some bread and cheese
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I'm bet to believe y'all ain't scared to eat after me
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But if you don't want what's left of this, well then feed after me
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You want me to leave the charts toward this buffet then just say
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Bubba it's feedin time and I'll sharpen these teeth of mine
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And devour this filthy slop that they fed us from the start
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I thank the Lord for daily bread and plus for blessing you with Sparxxx
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Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (uh, uh)
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How you figure you gon straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry
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I been seekin for a deal for years and for real I'm still hungry (yeah, ah, what)
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They say that country folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry (c'mon, c'mon)
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Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (get it up, get it up what)
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How you figure you gon straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry |