| Everywhere that I seem to go, all people they know
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| There goes that man
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| Cadillac’s steady move, all ladies choose it
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| There goes that man
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| Been all around the world and I kissed every girl
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| There goes that man
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| Girl this ain’t no kind of allusion, it’s really that man
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| There goes that man
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| (Verse 1 — Duddy Ken)
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| Hey, when we step up out the play man
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| We bring that monster A game
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| Switchin or say through lanes
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| Green on my shirt like Tulane
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| Drunk and drivin in two lanes
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| Dirt Reynolds, that’s the new name
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| Dip out and handle a few thangs
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| Bet I come back a rich man
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| Some of these cats is bitch made
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| My shift be like a switch blade
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| The doors, open this way
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| That man, went that a way
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| Chase cheese like a rat race
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| Push my button like there
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| And that’s gonna get you nowhere
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| Just like you f**kin yourself
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| I’ve been all over the globe and hit a lot little spots (spots)
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| Met bitches that love the nigga, that’s if she f**ked me or not (not)
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| Trappin what’s in my spot (spot)
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| Not movin, just got me no dough
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| It’s like my money was slow mo'
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| I bought a car and got Mobile
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| My city’s up on my shoulders
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| I’m takin life as we know of
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| Tranformin into a whole 'nother world and time
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| Beat up tracks and murder rhymes
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| Don’t dare close the curtain, cause I’m just beginnin
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| Bubba was the beginnin but bitch I’ma end it
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| Hey, I’m that man, man
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| (Chorus)
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| (Verse 2 — Bubba Sparxxx)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Shit, I’m a Dodge Rammer, god damn if I ain’t two and 0
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| I’m competin and momma’s eatin, so am I losin? |
| No
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| But shit was movin slow, I had to switch machines up
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| Destiny don’t always match with the shit you dreamed up
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| But Bubba ain’t no cream puff
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| In my life, I’ve seen much
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| Held the thrills and the spills
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| Through it all, I kept it trill
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| Guarantee I never will ever feel as helpless
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| As I did these last couple years, I know you felt this
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| Really don’t expect no forgiveness for «Deliverance»
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| Then again I offer no apologies, I meant the shit
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| Cause I lived the shit, truth is truth and that’s the end of it
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| I’m up and runnin, bet my jersey’s in the rafters when I sit
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| Watched it when I get a hit, everybody benefits
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| I’m far removed from innocence, a year older than twenty-six
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| Pussy just remember this, I ain’t chose the path I’m on
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| If you want it, come and get it, as that man I stand alone (oh!)
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| (Chorus)
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| (Verse 3 — Bubba Sparxxx)
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| Duddy! |
| Haha
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| Uh huh, hey say, hey let the guns play
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| I just came with «Me, Myself, and I"like Beyonce
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| Let these suckers run they coffee coolers, I’m the truest
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| country motherf**ker, bust and kill the talk, it’s time to do it
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| Everything your idol do it, I can do it cock eyed
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| Three albums supplied, once I have not lied
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| That should mean a lot right?
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| Maybe when they open up the books, I can get a look
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| You must admit, I’m dope as f**k, true I ain’t devoted much
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| of my raps to dope, I’m just a little to preoccupied with the truth,
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| you know what’s up
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| Sorry but I know this much, Bubba K is sen-sat-ional
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| That shit ain’t no bull
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| Ain’t no bull that I can’t pull, I am him
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| That’ll be the case, if I’m ridin rims or shinin them
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| Bubba baby, more trouble baby, ha I love you hate me
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| Ask your lady, is it maybe her that I’ve been pluggin lately
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| F**ker (echo) |