New south, Athems Joy, Mudd Kat'z,
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The Mathis family, they cant hide that money from us no more
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And Mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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Any blood sheared causes to deserve it, Its blood well worth it,
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We fought to preserve it, you caught him in person,
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You know Bubba siked out, you hate it when they talk,
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But love it when I shout, Fuck with me, I doubt that you really can
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WHen I get to doin my HillBilly dance, a step to the left, 2 steps to the right
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Take a shot of petrone, and get back to the Mic,
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Yea im rappin tonite, but as soon as the light hit, Im all about the green,
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The hell with this white shit, that speed yup ya pulse rate, Some
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Cardiac arrest so sweet with an 'I'll' taste, this what they must face,
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ima be right here, spittin these flames out, and drinkin Bud Light Beer
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til the cows home and the dogs quit barkin,
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Daddy tell em who I am and dont begg no pardons,
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And Mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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(What?!)
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They watch me in the country, like the race on Sunday
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And I wear the crown for em till you take it from me, I made some money,
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But blew most up, bought and sold all the sh** that you bust up,
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But I love my life, and aint much i regret, I jus hope I rember, half of what I forget
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Through years and the tears, the blood and the all of the sweat,
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But if I ever believe, its time to double your bet,
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Cuz I aint even tapped half my potential, but I have shown growth thogh,
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And that is half the essential, Grad you a pen, jot a few notes down,
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The questions they asked me, the answers I know now, bet I aint no clown,
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Fuck what you thought dogg, im with Jimmy Mathis ol truck with a saw dogg,
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Jus to rip up, let some shit jump, We'll take it to the water, and yo shit will get sunk
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And Mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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(What?!)
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And Mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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Jimmy Mathis please come out here and tell these folks who ya son is,
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And mama tell Russell load the shotgun, and get this loot cuz we aint got none
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(What?!)
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Jimmy Mathis
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Bubba Sparxxx |