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Jadakiss, Bubba Sparxxx, Timbaland - They Ready

Uh-huh, now what we 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 they is not ready
They know know
Bubba so good, but they brain is not ready
don't know know know

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

[Bubba
Uh, uh...
Boy, if you saw them crackers ridin' with them pigs
and I might would hit this robe for less than twenty-five a gig
sixty-five, I sled off acid and shitty bourbon
Took a minute to adjust, but now this big shit is workin'
I'm white just by chance, but I'm by God's graces
Nowadays I find doin' laundry in odd places
But still, I keep it Bubba even into Mr. and them
Brought 'em down to Athens, let 'em cut with my sister's
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 for my family, but y'all are really done here
But Bubba is the and perhaps this is discussion
Of wither I'm deal or a product of Tim's percussion
Y'all know to him is bustin', so dap me up and frown on
Me and Kiss is necessary, that much you can count on,

[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 for it's painting
and poured you up of this mixture before it was
See I was rydin' ruff only when me and D aquatinted
and I pledge to maintain it, be damned if I'ma it
This is anus, ain't it? Fuck 'em, Kiss bring it home
I ryde or die with Beat Club, won't for the sake of this song

The streets is still mine, I with the still nine
and it's still and if I'm stronger than corn like I pinkeyed
Niggaz pretend to be weeded, what the industry needed
flippin' his flow, enemies heated
But we let the gats pop
From the old rifles on the dirt road to the handguns on the
Don't get the plot wrong, ain't a black or white politic thing
Cocksucker, a hot song