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Jadakiss, Bubba Sparxxx, Timbaland - They Ain't

Uh-huh, now we gonna do
Take it from the to the country
Ya feel me? Ya me?
Ya feel me?
the chorus...

Chorus 2x:

Jada talk so good, but brain is not ready
They know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not
They don't know know

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh,
Yo, uh, yeah, yo...
Aiyyo, I'll make ya head hurt
the hawk take the day off
I make the work, I'll put you in the red dirt
Ice 'em look like stars, they comin' through
On the bikes, but they look like cars, it's new
and Jada talk soo good, but brain is
next to ready for this stainless
It's no you when them thangs melt in you
and way down in Athens, Jada's a ringer
I'ma bring the to the farm
'em with some purple hay
Remove the wood from the
Introduce to the yak and cranberry
and make sure Spark good, then I'm gone
Even if we run the war, still run the raw
You can come and see me, I got 'em for
Double R and Beat Club, who as us?
R3: In The "R" We Trust,

[Bubba
Uh, uh...
Boy, silly if you saw them crackers ridin' them pigs
and thought I might hit this robe for less than twenty-five a gig
Doin' sixty-five, I sled off acid and bourbon
Took a minute to adjust, but right now big shit is workin'
I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's
Nowadays I myself doin' laundry in odd places
But still, I keep it Bubba into Mr. Kiss and them
'em down to Athens, let 'em cut with my sister's friend
Now we gettin' blist again, back on the block in
and Tim done laced a track, man this is hot as bonkers
Kiss, not to flaunt ya, but just tell 'em Bed has come
I'm doin' for my family, but are really done here
But Bubba is the truth and perhaps is discussion
Of wither I'm that or a product of Tim's percussion
Y'all to him is bustin', so just dap me up and frown on
Me and is necessary, that much you can count on, yeah

[Bubba
How did him and Bubba from this dirt and this cow feces?
To show you folks the for this changin' shall be me
Notice how he see, the picture for it's
and poured you up of this before it was tainted
See I was rydin' ruff only me and D became aquatinted
and I pledge to it, be damned if I'ma change it
This shit is anus, ain't it? Fuck 'em, Kiss bring it
I ryde or die with Beat Club, won't bend for the of this song

The is still mine, I stay with the still nine
and it's still long and if I'm stronger corn like I pinkeyed
Niggaz pretend to be weeded, that's the industry needed
Kiss flippin' his flow, enemies
But we gon' let the pop
From the old rifles on the dirt road to the on the blacktop
Don't get the wrong, this ain't a black or white politic thing
Cocksucker, a hot song