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Bubba Sparxxx Dark Days Bright Nights Twerk A Little [Bubba] Feel me [Timbaland] Uhh! .. Uhh! C'mon, c'mon, ah c'mon, ah c'mon Catch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your momma's house In your daughter's guts, or just spazzin out Me and Bubba know what the hell we talkin 'bout Pickin up Betty's like they was beans and brussel sprouts We got the clout to make you bounce a little We got the clout to make you down this pickle, until you gettin tickled C'mon Bubba let's surround this biddle While you work the back bit Timbaland work the middle Uh-oh, uh-oh! I see ya see ya smile Uh-oh, uh-oh! Down comes your blouse Timb' been around 'em all From white to black, even magnoli-all To hit 'em in project halls In back of the streets maybe right in front of y'all (ha ha ha) Timb' and Bubba is a problem y'all It's like hip-hop, meets effin Tim McGraw We two fools and don't take no mess Bitch lumber logs just to work the chest He's country finest, I'm country best Puttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now c'mon [Chorus 2X: Timbaland] Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see you drop it Work the middle, work the middle, let me see you pop it Go on! Witcha bad self C'mon! Witcha bad self [Bubba Sparxxx] I brought enough with me to start this bitch a college fund Fitted Boy and Polo, and she ain't even got a son Timmy kind of shy, told me to tell you drop it some Here Betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done You can shake for dem but bet that you don't profit none I got a coochie fart fetish, baby pop me one While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs Uh-oh, uh-oh! Why they all on Timmy? Uh-oh, uh-oh! Ten grand is all they give me Still got a grand left, can I let my hand rest right there on your damn chest, fondlin your tan breast I might just snap back and cuss a broad But this bitch is truly blessed so I must applaud In and out of every club in less than a hour Sprinkle on a little Pervis like I'm fresh out the shower Ohhhh! And rest assured Timmy runnin with Bubba We gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each other And we'll probably do the same thang next Monday evening I gotta ride this Bentley home cause Timmy's out so we leavin, now [Chorus] [female singer] I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye Come up here and rub up on my thigh [Timbaland] I'm comin baby as fast as I can So while you're waitin won'tcha go 'head and talk to my man, uh [female singer] I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye Come up here and rub up on my thigh [Bubba] Thank you Timmy, I don't mind yo' sloppy seconds But when I send her back to you I bet we both infected [female singer] I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye Come up here and rub up on my thigh [Timbaland] Bubba won'tcha just do what I tell ya She got some good snapper (yes she do) damnit didn't I tell ya? [female singer] I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye Come up here and rub up on my thigh .. Won't you put in my mouth, won't you put in my mouth? [Bubba] Now, that's what I'm talkin 'bout! [Chorus - 1.5X] |
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