Aha, 2000, Sparxxx, yeah, 2000 baby Now tell me how expect 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 Bubba K if we 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 pissiness then rain, we gon' be ballin' when it clears In the mall the seers tryin' to get my [unverified] I swore to tell the truth, though it may them Itty-bitty weak-minded crabs who gon' keep tryna And Bubba with that side talk, make me think that I ought to
[Unverified] glock, and run up in spot Fuck that money in your safe, I want munchies off the top Folk that's hungry off this and they countin' on me to feed 'em Got a car load of chickens and we to go home and eat 'em I'm cravin' from cabbage chips to cheese 'Cuz it's that feeling in my stomach got me takin' trips for From to Belize, whatever for my nutrition I'll even turn cannibal if it takes for you to live
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 that take turn, it's that flake that hate burn Live by who can't learn Why it hurts to see them them platinum plates they ain't earn I'm lickin' this cool whip munchin' on a few Fittin' a snack on this broad I thought I'd never with Duddy the chef throw out that kick, up that snare Season 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 grillin' this 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 teach you to love it I speak to you in public, the pride, the 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 hungry (Get it up, what) How you figure you gon' straighten the If y'all boys ain't (Ah, ah, ah)
I been for a deal for years And for real I'm hungry (Aha, what) They say that country folk do it But we will we hungry (Yeah, yeah)
I got a tape full of songs, wylin with five Waitin' on the deal to come my plate full of crumbs 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 Waitin' on the deal to 'cuz my plate full of crumbs It's so hard through them bright nights sleep on dark And these crackers livin' that ain't what my stomach say
Man, I came up in the grains with Jen and And meal I ate consisted of some bread and cheese I'm bet to believe y'all ain't to eat after me But if you don't want what's of this, well then feed after me You want me to leave the charts toward this then just say Bubba, it's feedin' time and I'll sharpen these 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 y'all to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry (Uh, uh) How you figure you gon' straighten the If boys ain't hungry
I been for a deal for years And for real I'm hungry (Yeah, ah, what) say that 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 boys hungry (Get it up, get it up what) How you you gon' straighten the beef If y'all boys ain't
I seekin' for a deal for years And for real I'm hungry (What) They say that folk can't do it But we 'cuz we hungry (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Yeah, Ken, Bubba Sparxxx, nonsense Underground south collabo, yeah, 2000