Like It Or Not Lyrics - Deliverance - Bubba Sparxxx

(feat. Sleepy Brown) 

All the way from Athens, the A-T-L shawty 

(Bubba Sparxxx) 

Uhh, Sleepy Brown 

Uhh, Bubba Sparxxx 

We gon' keep doin it baby 

Whether you like it or not. uhh 

(Chorus: Sleepy Brown + (Bubba) 

Ain't a damn thang pretty 

From dirt roads to the city, uhh 

(You might catch me drunk in the pub) 

(Or either crunk in the club) 

WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT 

Don't matter where I hang 

People love my twang, uhh 

(Call us country or Southerners mayn) 

(We gon' keep doin our thang) 

WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT 

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(Sleepy Brown) 

Rollin up +So Fresh, So Clean+ 

Wood grain, big screen TV's 

Uhh, I got the bump-bump in my trunk now 

Uhh, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to funk 

Now all the ladies seem to like my style 

Guess I'll be here for a while, mmm 

To see who wants to come and be with me 

I'll take you back to the flat so I can show you where it's at, c'mon 

Ohh, wee - look at me 

Movin 'cross the floor so easily 

Oh, my, can't deny 

This funk starts high in the sky 

I'm 'bout to get my groove on 

Uhh, I'm 'bout to bust a move on 'em 

Uhh, there's no-thing you can do for 'em 

Uhh, cause I'm checkin the spot if you really like it or not 

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(Chorus) 

(Bubba Sparxxx) 

I know you hate it, I'ma say it to you anyway 

I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade 

Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet 

Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away 

It's today but I'm still on it like it's yesterday 

Throw me the ball, this the game that I was bred to play 

And pass the cooler with this stewardess named Desireé 

You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see what Heaven say 

I got a brother by the name of Snicky Ricky Wade 

He said - Bubba, real careers ain't quicky quickly made 

My other brother by the name of Patrick "Sleepy" Brown 

Said that our +Noize+ is the type that you should keep around 

They led me through the forest, took me to the wizard Ray 

He told me that tomorrow won't be what it is today 

I said, "Damn, that's just what my brother Tim would say" 

I'm back at home, just how long have I been away? 

(Chorus) 

(Bubba Sparxxx) 

I'm the type that you might see with Petey Pablo 

Chasin fielder's dream with corn and three Diablos 

And I'll be blessed to death if I see tomorrow 

But I'ma live to get my son a lead that he can follow 

I might can't flip a brick but bet that I can move a pound 

And if you call yourself the king, well then there's two in town 

Regardless where you from, what you do, or who you found 

You best to get to practice early for the shoot-around 

Cause Bubba don't play, do them thangs you won't say 

Be damned if I even pull my {dick} out and don't spray 

Daddy told me just to do them thangs he never did 

Breakin broads, get money, live your life and treasure it 

And that's the least that I can do, for the man who 

raised me up and through his faults helped me understand you 

And now I'm certified, New South pioneer 

Born and raised down here, best believe I'm dyin here 

(Chorus) 

(Bubba Sparxxx) 

For all my rebels ridin dump truck, heavy Chevy's, Cadillacs 

Hot rods, no seats, in the back 

Browning, thirties-thirties, in the rack 

Guaranteed, leave your land, where you at? 

Dump truck, heavy Chevy's, Cadillacs 

Hot rods, no seats, in the back 

Browning, thirties-thirties, in the rack 

Guaranteed, leave your land, where you at? 

Sump truck, heavy Chevy's, Cadillacs 

Hot rods, no seats, in the back 

Browning, thirties-thirties, in the rack 

Guaranteed, leave your land, where you at? 

Bubba Sparxxx! (YEAH) 

Organized Noize (YEAH) Beat Club 

Timbo (YEAH) the whole New South 

Real down South Georgia boy 

Real country white boy, real HARD 

Get it together, a new beginning.