| Ay, we go from can to cain’t, that’s a work day
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| Then we closing the bar like it’s my birthday
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| But it ain’t though, brother, it’s just another night
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| Another Southern night, I’m so in love with life
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| Ol' Bubba might swerve up in the juke joint
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| Drink a few then we iterate a few points
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| One being not one of y’all could whoop me
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| And even though you ain’t with me, girl, you should be
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| That’s just the Bourbon talking, I apologize
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| I’m a humble guy, promise you it’s not a lie
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| A country boy can’t just survive, he gotta thrive
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| Not in 2014, that’s the bottom line
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| I heard a lotta times we was nothin' but poor or white
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| Sanitation, congratulations, you were right
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| Okay then, buddy, you want a reward?
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| Then pucker up and smooch this, yeah boy
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| I drink Bourbon, it makes me amazin'
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, damn, okay then
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| The muddy bottom is where I was raised in
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, man, okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| You say I’m white trash? |
| Okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| Well you can kiss my ass, okay then
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| I drink beer for breakfast like J. B
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| Is that a sign of a problem? |
| Well, it may be
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| But I piss out greatness as a result
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| What’s up? |
| Them country boys, we up
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| Can you keep Bubba, will you just keep on?
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| Speakin on somethin' you should really leave alone
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| You don’t like the country rap song, to each his own
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| Bubba don’t need your thumbs up, he is grown
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| Just give me my Whiskey and hush it
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| This for my folks strictly, they love it
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| And I love them too, that’s why I represent
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| For the muddy bottoms, boy, you gotta let us in
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| I drink Bourbon, it makes me amazin'
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, damn, okay then
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| The muddy bottom is where I was raised in
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, man, okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| You say I’m white trash? |
| Okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| Well you can kiss my ass, okay then
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| So let me get this straight, you don’t like me
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| I’m either too country for you or I might be
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| Not country enough, I’ll tell ya, bud
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| Who gives a damn? |
| It never was Bub
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| Let me get this straight, you don’t like me
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| I’m either too country for you or I might be
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| Not country enough, I’ll tell ya what, bud
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| Who gives a damn? |
| It never was Bub
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| I drink Bourbon, it makes me amazin'
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, damn, okay then
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| The muddy bottom is where I was raised in
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| You don’t like it? |
| Well, man, okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| You say I’m white trash? |
| Okay then
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| Okay then, buddy, okay then
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| Well you can kiss my ass, okay then
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| I mean, all I’m sayin' is
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| Is it needs to be one or the other
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| It needs to be either country or rap music
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| Them two things, you can’t mix 'em together
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| I ain’t sayin' I like the boom boom stuff
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| I’m just sayin' it’s how it needs to be |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Okay Then, artist - Bubba Sparxxx. Album song Made On McCosh Mill Road, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп