[Bubba] Here it comes again
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[Timmy] Come on, come on
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[Bubba] Here it comes again
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[Timmy] Come on, come on
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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Don't I look extra slick in this Nautica?
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Just think, it was you that she bought it for
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Now you lookin through receipts tryin to audit her?
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Man that shit ain't really happen, I thought it up, call her up
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Cuss that little groupie out anyhow (uhh)
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I coulda done it shit I'm fuckin with Timmy now (uhh)
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If I had her it just woulda been in and out (uhh)
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Back in that Escalade, we spinnin out, women shout
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Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it
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Got them hoes stuck listenin motionless
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Please don't think of me as a chauvinist
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But I am on fire and I'm knowin this, blowin this
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whole landscape to fragments
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And yeah you heard right I'm in Athens
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Can't hardly keep up with these fashions
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That's why forever Ralph Lauren's my passion, ask him
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[Chorus 2X: Bubba + (Timmy)]
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Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute)
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I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely)
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Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute)
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I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me)
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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Fuck weak cash, I get mine on the slow roll
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Beat Club eleven thou' is the logo
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I ain't too far removed from the hobos
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Tryin to help 'em so I gotta get more dough, oh no!
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Bubba K done got in the zone boy
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That's Timmy's Bentley dawg get your own toy
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And as far as ladies go J lockin that
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Now that that's clear, where the vodka at? Bring it back
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I'll be takin drunkard to Stonewall
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Tell Jed hold my phone calls
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He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl
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You heard "Get Right" I done told y'all, don't stall
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Let's keep this thang movin okay bud?
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{Man Bubba ain't snappy} Now say what?
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I can see why they gon' hate us
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Cause we all up in they grill like breakers
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[Chorus]
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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Boy you ain't blowin nuttin but hot air
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All on the charts, how you got there?
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Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair
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But Bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there
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Met this little Betty through Demon Jones
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And she love to slurp it up 'til the semen's gone
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She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone
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That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on
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All types of kinky lil' fetishes
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All stimulants and all sedatives
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Got interracial sense but I'm devilish
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And Betty when I aim I never miss, tell 'em this
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Bubba don't run with no lame ducks
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Think he got a big dick but he can't fuck
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That's why when you call us you hang up
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And I just shot a load on that same slut
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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[Timbaland]
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Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. trust me
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Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. lovely
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Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. I'm in this ugly
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Lovely
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Bubba Sparxxx |