Aha, 2000, Sparxxx, yeah, 2000 baby Now me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry How you figure you straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry
Shit, you couldn't to Bubba K if we shared the same blood That's why I keep you guessin' like manics up Flame up for my who done walk with me for years Through this pissiness then rain, we gon' be 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 who gon' keep tryna stab And Bubba that side talk, that make me think that I ought to
[Unverified] glock, and run up in their Fuck that money in your safe, I them munchies off the top Folk hungry off this block and they countin' on me to feed 'em Got a car load of and we 'bout to go home and eat 'em I'm cravin' from cabbage chips to cheese 'Cuz that feeling in my stomach got me takin' trips for keys From Athens to Belize, whatever for my I'll turn cannibal if it takes that for you to live
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all ain't hungry How you you gon' straighten the beef if y'all boys ain't hungry I been seekin' for a deal for and for real I'm still hungry say that country folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry
Man that first verse ain't fill me up, it's like I gotta worm I'm eatin' lettuce and nuggets And just [unverified] that take turn, it's that flake hate burn Live by y'all who can't Why it hurts to see them with platinum plates they ain't earn I'm lickin' this cool munchin' on a few chips a snack on this broad I thought I'd never fool with Duddy the chef throw out that kick, heat up that Season that tip, I rhymin' with a to spit
We the shit financially and physically slick You'll never see me 'cuz I'm lyrically fit Like grillin' this shit when it comes to 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 like my cookin' now but I'm gon' you to love it I to you in public, the pride, the salory calories I don't know when turn gon' come But it to be after me
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't (Get it up, what) How you figure you straighten the beef If y'all boys ain't (Ah, ah, ah)
I been seekin' for a for years And for real I'm still (Aha, what) They say country folk can't do it But we will 'cuz we (Yeah, yeah)
I got a tape full of songs, wylin with ones Waitin' on the deal to come 'cuz my full of crumbs so hard through them bright nights sleep on dark days And these crackers livin' that ain't what my stomach say I got a tape full of songs, wylin with ones Waitin' on the deal to come 'cuz my plate full of It's so through them bright nights sleep on dark days And these crackers livin' good ain't what my stomach say
Man, I came up in the with Jen and Steve And every meal I ate consisted of bread and cheese I'm bet to believe y'all ain't to eat after me But if you don't want what's left of this, then feed after me You want me to leave the charts toward buffet then just say Bubba, feedin' time and I'll sharpen these teeth of mine And devour this slop that they fed us from the start I the Lord for daily bread And plus for blessing you with
Now tell me how expect to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (Uh, uh) How you figure you straighten the beef If y'all ain't hungry
I been seekin' for a for years And for real I'm still (Yeah, ah, what) They say country folk can't do it But we 'cuz we hungry (C'mon, c'mon)
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all ain't hungry (Get it up, get it up what) How you you gon' straighten the beef If y'all ain't hungry
I been seekin' for a for years And for I'm still hungry (What) They say that folk can't do it But we will we hungry (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Yeah, Duddy Ken, Sparxxx, nonsense Underground south collabo, yeah, 2000