Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Bubba

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

Now I'm bustin' ass
Now they me the Incredible Man
I'ma shit it sick like,
And there is one to understand
Y'all know it is and Petey is the one I am
Spit what I spit 'cause I give a damn
Spin like just like y'all spin at the in blue drawers
On some durag, it's 'bout to be the all is
New broad, new day, new cars, new deal
Hey

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

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

Low riders hittin' on
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
What y'all know about Southern girls with them big butts?
What y'all know them buckshots bustin from a truck?
Yeah, yeah, that's Southern hospitality
The come of the me, the come of the
The come of the 'goo, the of the G

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

Mag, it 'til I die fucker
You with label kissin' ass like 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 I'ma get 'em, cornered and sell some Vodafone
N-Y to while I'm humpin' your daughter
Stayin' in the quarter and listen to Juvenile
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
week got OutKast and No Limit in Eightball
Scarface, and Goodie Mob, uh
We do it country 'cause we of this shit
All those wanna 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, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
We lost the music
Hey, bubba
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
Well, he me in my van
The gun shot men

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