I go number one ten times Pretty girls that my rhymes You can say ain't gonna shine wha, boy, don't really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten Pretty girls that my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna Guess wha, boy, don't really a hootnanny
Now I done banged a heap of in various modes of transport 'N told them as they exit be sure that they the damn door The country types is usually those I'm scared for[??] scared at first, but usually those demand more Really ain't conceited, I call myself the cutterbug A horny little parasite that all the women love to Tell you what it is today, I ain't with what it was fixin' to get it done, I put that on my brother ?? Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, justa Bubba so psst psst knowing I'm listening I ain't gotta chain, boy my is all that's glistenin' Whachu steamin' on folk, y'all even disciplined I ain't nothin', this the house me and my people built Huggin' me and dappin' me, buddy I can see your It's when you're wrong and you lookin' like you need a quilt matter less everytime this margarita tilt
I could go one ten times Pretty that like my rhymes You can say ain't gonna shine Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba gonna shine Guess wha, boy, don't give a hootnanny
A lot of y'all was thinkin' Bubba would probably disappear Get some show money from and buy a keg of beer And another pig to my other pigs some company Rent a doublewide and live it out in luxary In due time, but there's business left to to I another farm to bequeath my next of kin to And another ? my great aunt Missy Yea, been drinkin' but I ain't that pissy Thinkin' back to when my told me what it's all about He said no matter what I do in life, of y'all'll pout I can deal with that as all my folks is eatin' good Let that pass over more than any Easter could I'm on the roll and I ain't talkin' ecstacy Tell folks at Interscope they fixin' to write some checks to me Soon as me and finish up this latest pig schlop Man I think you right, it ain't nothing but some
I go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my You can say Bubba ain't shine Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten Pretty girls like my rhymes You can say Bubba gonna shine Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny
I'm off in the saddle with smile and that cajolery Mama always knew how big a stallion I would to be Way beyond suckers both lyrically and vocally I doubted for a moment, now clear to me I'm supposed to be An uncanny whit a time that is impeccable Make the sharpest cat feel his mind is just a How does Bubba do it, you find it in a manual Confused them all at so this time is understandable Staring at the ceiling fan, pondering my now Wondering what the hell to do with all this I found Got my tractor up and I'm as drunk as Cooter Brown Navigating yet another one of Timmy's
I could go number one ten Pretty girls that like my You can say Bubba ain't shine Guess wha, boy, don't really give a I could go number one ten Pretty that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny...