Hootnanny
Bubba
Sparxxx
ft.
Justin Timberlake
Lyrics:
[Justin:]
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
[Bubba:]
Now
I done banged a heap of Betties in various modes of transport
'N
told them as they exit be sure that they close the damn door
The
quiet country types is usually those I'm scared for ??
Some
scared at first, but usually those demand more
Really
ain't conceited, I just call myself the cutterbug
A
horny little parasite that all the women love to love
Tell
you what it is today, I ain't concerned with what it was
Bubba
fixin' to get it done, I put that on my brother ??
Hear
them in the closet, in the kitchen, justa whisperin'
Bubba
so psst psst knowing that I'm listening
I
ain't gotta chain, boy my peck[?] is all that's glistenin'
Whachu
steamin' on folk, y'all ain't even disciplined
I
ain't leaving nothin', this the house me and my people built
Huggin'
me and dappin' me, buddy I can see your guilt
It's
cold when you're wrong and you lookin' like you need a quilt
Y'all
matter less everytime this margarita tilt
[Chorus:]
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
A
lot of y'all was thinkin' that Bubba would probably disappear
Get
some show money from UGLY and buy a keg of beer
And
another pig to give my other pigs some company
Rent
a doublewide and just live it out in luxary
In
due time, but there's business left to attend to
I
need another farm to bequeath my next of kin to
And
another ? before my great aunt Missy
Yea,
I've been drinkin' but I ain't that pissy
Thinkin'
back to when my daddy told me what it's all about
He
said no matter what I do in life, some of y'all'll pout
I
can deal with that long as all my folks is eatin' good
Let
that channel pass over more than any Easter could
I'm
on the roll again and I ain't talkin' ecstacy
Tell
them folks at Interscope they fixin' to write some checks to me
Soon
as me and Timmy finish up this latest pig schlop
Man
I think you right, it ain't nothing but some hen??
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I'm
back off in the saddle with smile and that cajolery
Mama
always knew how big a stallion I would grow to be
Way
beyond these suckers both lyrically and vocally
I
doubted for a moment, now it's clear to me I'm supposed to be
An
uncanny whit plus a time that is impeccable
Make
the sharpest cat feel his mind is just a vegetable
How
does Bubba do it, you won't find it in a manual
Confused
them all at first so this time is understandable
Staring
at the ceiling fan, pondering my future now
Wondering
what the hell to do with all this loot I found
Got
my tractor polished up and I'm as drunk as Cooter Brown
Navigating
yet another one of Timmy's supersounds
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I
could go number one ten times
Pretty
girls that like my rhymes
You
can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess
wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny...
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