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