That fish, money, Bubba Sparxxx
Now allow me to present the very resident Of this mind frame, no angel but Heaven-sent So make a print on this landscape and when little as a handshake I convince you to of Bubba as yo' brother the color of mayonnaise We up these airwaves from La Grange to that staircase And your projects up in Queens with no budgets but dreams
I consume me a couple of Beams now I'm feelin' life is wonderful Got me seein' past the that otherwise make me uncomfortable I'm peepin' out this jungle full of snakes, tigers and All huntin' the same but the chase got them all negligent And Betty looks so elegant but our motive's like sediments It takes more to Bubba sway to slick Talk at handsome
it I'm turnin' celibate, nah, I'm only playin' If yo' lady listenin' now, takin' her on home but she I bet think he playin' when he tellin' y'all he the first Whutchacallit, alcoholic, with 32-gallon thrist
Who was the whutchacallit? Actin' foolish at yo' function The first whutchacallit, out yo' daughter's suction The whutchacallit, lookin' clean and still stankin' The first whutchacallit, in your head has thinkin'
I'm the whutchacallit, spinnin' frequent in yo' city The first whutchacallit, every weekend gettin' The whutchacallit, ridin' chrome just because I'm the first whutchacallit, some nuts all in my drawers
You probably saw me out in Kaia lit up on Mya When the vibe ask her why I bet she say that I'm a But I feel like I'm that fire and these bitches that sentiment My project's in the woods scarin' like the Blair with it, from one roll to another head then cut her In the back, another knack, now picture that with out a
Out the cutter twistin' green, listenin' to what you slick shit you spit get Nada, not a fuckin' thing Fuckin' small time but mostly it's just bear holes And assholes with aloe but I guess you know how goes I'm shallow for now, but a second, it gets deeper I'm through cryin' over her cause after this I want neither
I'm off the meter totin' heaters 'cause you showed me that's the A country Caucasoid talkin' cause it's my destiny What you thought it was ain't nothin' like it is From the swats up to your got every cent bumpin' in
Who was the first whutchacallit? foolish at yo' function The whutchacallit, tryin' out yo' daughter's suction The first whutchacallit, lookin' clean and still The first whutchacallit, in head has gotcha thinkin'
I'm the whutchacallit, spinnin' frequent in yo' city The whutchacallit, every weekend gettin' shitty The first whutchacallit, ridin' chrome just I'm the first whutchacallit, some nuts all in my drawers
Hey man me if the thought of Bubba woke you from yo' sleep But next time, get that phlegm up out your throat before you Why you just compete instead of mumblin' petty shit? Or let me visit witcho' gul to see how wet that get sick how I spit, next let's hit the next millennium I'm fuckin' with the best, then I kill the rest, I 'em
Oh Bubba K's the silly one that my interest We lose so many units that the fuckin' exempt us For me to is endless, got me try na get some ice So I can see the pray to Christ, 'cause right now I'm hatin' I won't take advice so let me be to find myself And even though I can't see I beg you Lord for well
And whoever else that my plight, I hope you take flight The flaws, snappin' jaws, no applause, exit right daylight to the day gone if you ain't wrong stay strong And show these fuckin' faggots seven figures they can on
Who was the whutchacallit? Actin' foolish at yo' function The first whutchacallit, tryin' out yo' suction The whutchacallit, lookin' clean and still stankin' The first whutchacallit, in head has gotcha thinkin'
I'm the first whutchacallit, spinnin' frequent in yo' The first whutchacallit, every gettin' shitty The first whutchacallit, ridin' just because I'm the whutchacallit, with some nuts all in my drawers
Whutchacallit, get yo' ass up Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up Get yo' ass up boy, get yo' ass up
Who was the first whutchacallit? foolish at yo' function The first whutchacallit, tryin' out yo' suction The first whutchacallit, lookin' and still stankin' The first whutchacallit, in head has gotcha thinkin'
I'm the first whutchacallit, spinnin' frequent in yo' The first whutchacallit, every gettin' shitty The first whutchacallit, ridin' just because I'm the first whutchacallit, with some all in my drawers
that, 9-6, [Incomprehensible] Bubba K, on the beat Rip the off of this bitch G.A. mob up in this bitch, that Baby give me