Bubba Talk Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

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 

Bet you then they'll get the picture, a legendary mixture 

like Jim Beam and Coke, can you cope with that elixir? 

Drank it, that'll fix ya, why you angry anyway? 

I'm in the same mud as you, been dirty for plenty days 

Okay, let's get it on, in any shape form or fashion 

At the Tunnel in New York, or at the dorms out in Athens 

Y'all still don't hear me? Am I not speakin clearly? 

I just throw y'all little lames on any trash heap that's near me 

Fuck 'em, hot damn 'em, really, to hell with 'em 

Send 'em to Nelly B(?), and certainly they'll get 'em 

I really don't have to answer to questions that y'all present me 

But I know why after this here session, y'all resent me 

Never the one to fuss, just smile and let 'em walk 

Okey-dokey, now they knowin how Bubba talk 

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Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey - SPIT BOY! 

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 Bubba's rise 

All up on that Betty you got, with rubber thighs 

Can't help but love them guys, they happy they out the country 

But the country's still in them, black and nappy, white and grungy 

Lawd this boy's gone, from dirty to fast speed 

And if she don't visit, we snatchin that rare squeeze 

If you mad leave, this is not yo' 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 can't complete the sentence 

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Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey - SPIT BOY! 

I slowly let my anger turn to just concern 

for y'alls well bein, I'm seein there's much to earn 

In this money pit of music, this dummy shit's amusin 

That's what you think it is? Meet me at the bank with this 

I'll withdraw the same two bills and spend it on port (?) 

Y'all can't run with me, stay on the porch please 

There's somethin special, about Bubba's mannerisms 

That's why they should accept, any helpin hand I give 'em 

I don'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, that's enough then cut me off 

No matter what it cost it's worth it when Bubba talk 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey - SPIT BOY! 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk 

Y'all don't know me a'tall 

I say the same thang but slower than y'all 

A little Southern charm to top it off 

Okey-dokey - SPIT BOY!