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