Aha, 2000, Bubba Sparxxx, yeah, 2000 Now me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry How you figure you gon' straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't
Shit, you couldn't relate to K if we shared the same blood That's why I you guessin' like manics change up Flame up for my peers who done walk with me for Through this then rain, we gon' be ballin' when it clears In the mall workin' the seers tryin' to get my I swore to the truth, though it may offend them Itty-bitty weak-minded crabs who gon' keep stab And Bubba with that side talk, that make me think that I to
[Unverified] glock, and run up in spot Fuck that money in safe, I want them munchies off the top Folk that's hungry off this block and countin' on me to feed 'em Got a car of chickens and we 'bout to go home and eat 'em I'm everything from cabbage chips to cheese it's that feeling in my stomach got me takin' trips for keys From Athens to Belize, whatever for my I'll even turn cannibal if it takes for you to live
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if boys ain't hungry How you figure you gon' straighten the if y'all boys ain't hungry I been for a deal for years and for real I'm still hungry They say country folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry
Man that first verse ain't me up, it's like I gotta take worm I'm eatin' lettuce and nuggets And [unverified] that take turn, it's that flake that hate burn Live by y'all who can't Why it hurts to see them with them platinum they ain't earn I'm lickin' this cool whip munchin' on a few a snack on this broad I thought I'd never fool with Duddy the chef throw out that kick, up that snare Season that tip, I rhymin' a reason to spit
We leavin' the financially and physically slick You'll never see me 'cuz I'm lyrically fit grillin' this shit when it comes to verses of hunger I'm rappin' this for happiness and polo shirts for the summer, It hurts me to if you can me can leave with each other You might not my cookin' now but I'm gon' teach you to love it I speak to you in public, the pride, the salory I know when your turn gon' come But it have to be me
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys hungry (Get it up, what) How you you gon' straighten the beef If boys ain't hungry (Ah, ah, ah)
I seekin' for a deal for years And for I'm still hungry (Aha, what) say that country folk can't do it But we 'cuz we hungry (Yeah, yeah)
I got a tape full of songs, wylin five ones on the deal to come 'cuz my plate full of crumbs It's so hard through bright nights sleep on dark days And these crackers livin' that ain't what my stomach say I got a full of songs, wylin with five ones Waitin' on the deal to come 'cuz my plate of crumbs It's so hard through them nights sleep on dark days And crackers livin' good that ain't what my stomach say
Man, I came up in the grains Jen and Steve And every meal I ate consisted of some bread and I'm bet to y'all ain't scared to eat after me But if you don't what's left of this, well then feed after me You want me to leave the charts toward buffet then just say Bubba, it's feedin' time and I'll sharpen these teeth of And devour this slop that they fed us from the start I thank the Lord for daily And for blessing you with Sparxxx
Now tell me how y'all to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (Uh, uh) How you figure you gon' the beef If boys ain't hungry
I been seekin' for a deal for And for real I'm hungry (Yeah, ah, what) They say that country folk do it But we will we hungry (C'mon, c'mon)
Now tell me how expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (Get it up, get it up what) How you you gon' straighten the beef If y'all boys hungry
I been seekin' for a deal for And for I'm still hungry (What) They say that country can't do it But we 'cuz we hungry (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Yeah, Ken, Bubba Sparxxx, nonsense Underground south collabo, yeah, 2000