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