| You can move to Polo Club bitch you still ain’t gettin near it
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| If its Bubba spittin fear it, this that shit legends made of
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| It’ll take more than a flag for them folks to segregate us
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| Hook it, let it cake up prepare it for whole sale
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| This my mother fuckin heart I dont care if it dont sell
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| I dare you to go tell, your people that Bubbas bogus
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| Im sorry, did my antics interrupt your fucking focus?
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| Dammit I guess its hopless, y’all just wont listen
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| When I’m rhymin to provide you with diamond that dont glisten
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| I had to be the one, this shit was my birth right
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| You content with moving units, I’m faced with a worse plight
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| To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy
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| Yeah you special in your click but you ain’t shit up next to me
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| And if you get the best of me, nah, that shit ain’t feasable
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| Cuz trying to get a hold of Bubba is like chasing a greasy bull
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon know y’all dont really want it)
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| Shit these boys dont really want it, the just mumblin to be heard
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| Damn y’all wasnt lying, sleepy crumblin in some sweet herb
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| Im humble till my speech slurs, then its off the bleachears
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| In the closet with your wife enticing her to floss her features
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| This one 'ot to teach you, it aint fun to play with Bubba
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| Took a rich prissy bitch and played her this and made her gutta'
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| But she made me late for suppa', and I dont eat but once a day
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| Im tryin to watch my weight cuz my street days a month away
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| And I want these sluts to love me, but if they dont then fuck 'em
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| Cuz tomorrow if they swallow, if they wont the I duck 'em
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| I bet y’all never seen one of me look so clean
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| Kept it right here in the South and did it with a good ol' team
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| So hate it if you must, but I made it and you can trust
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| That every vowel out my bowel, is sacred it just to us
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| They played it and made a fuss, cuz the truth is a frighten topic
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| Ricky pull the plug, shit, thats all that might could stop it
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y’all dont really want it)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)
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| Im through noddin my head to shit, thats anythin but monumental
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| Cant just settle for La Grange, therefore my slang is continental
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| From my road to your trap, my code is no dap
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| If your head is like a keg, chillin ice cold with no tap
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| Five shows with no nap, I’ll sleep when I in the dirt
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| Ain’t tryin to party with you industry faggots I come to work
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| Emergin from the hurt, that life was and still will be
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| Took a shower at the dungeon, dried off and was still filthy
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| These bitches will feel me, I promise just bein honest
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| Its like its '93 again, got that heat for them premadonnas
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| Wide eyed in the booth, this goes beyond politics
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| In other words keep that pussy, I already got a bitch
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| And I’m pledgin not switch from authentic to counterfeit
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| Cuz when it comes to that raw, y’all hit it I found the shit
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| And I wont speak in the dungeon, till its hardway on the wall
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| In the name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain’t even fair for y’all
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y’all dont really want it)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y’all dont really want it)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
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| Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)
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| The coolest white boy I know
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| They just mumblin to be heard |