Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Bubba

It's the dippy don, now you heard that
Let's it back, where the original Tim the bird at?
I got shit to make you down on twelve-pack
Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a sack
C'mon c'mon c'mon, we y'all
Where my cats think you me at?
Alla y'all, and when we that
finally let the dish and the pan
Hit us all some cash
Let me get to Virginia, link up with

Now I'm they ass
Now they me the Incredible Man
I'ma it sick like, yeah
And is one thing to understand
know what it is and Petey is the one I am
Spit I spit 'cause I don't give a damn
Spin like just y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers
On some durag, 'bout to be the all that is
New broad, new day, new cars, new deal
Hey

Hey, bubba
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
We lost the music
Hey, bubba
If y'all feel it let me you say
Hey, bubba
Well, he me in my van
The gun shot men

Check me out in my black dippin' on that man, who that be?
Timbaland, now wanna get at me
Just because we three brothers in the fly ride
We care though, nigga we just three fly guys
All up in local mall pickin' all your local broads
Holla, if you wanna get a local brawl
We the in-timidators, y'all
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't it

Low riders on switches
As we by ya in sun fire, c'mon
y'all need to do is throw that shit up, shit up
For the amigos with Tequila in the gut
y'all know about them Southern girls with them big butts?
What y'all know about them bustin from a truck?
Yeah, yeah, that's that hospitality
The come of the me, the come of the
The of the 'goo, the come of the G

Hey, bubba
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
We the music selector
Hey, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
Well, he me in my van
The gun shot men

Mag, spit it 'til I die
You with your label kissin' ass a damn sucker
Meanwhile, Mag in in some house shoes watchin' the news
Do my album I'm ready, tell my label to Sue
If I got it get 'em, it's cornered and sell some Vodafone
N-Y to while I'm humpin' your daughter
Stayin' in the French quarter and listen to
I that South shit, all my niggaz is wild
You gotta up with a new plan, I'm sayin man

South ain't fuckin' playin', check them
This got OutKast and No Limit in Eightball
Scarface, Ludacris and Mob, uh
We do it country 'cause we of this shit
All those that hate on hip-hop can eat a dick
I ain't a thug and I ain't be
tryna take my love man and it bothered me

Hey, bubba
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, bubba
We the music selector
Hey, bubba
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, bubba
Well, he me in my van
The gun shot men

Hey, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, bubba
We lost the music
Hey, bubba
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, bubba
Well, he me in my van
The gun men forward