Текст песни Bubba Sparxxx - Handle of Beam, слова песни Bubba Sparxxx

Текст песни Bubba Sparxxx - Handle of Beam

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Back in the day he was outta controlNeed another standoff but his music ate y`allThat`s when me and fat Steve got that handle of beamDrank that motherfuckin` drive, started chasin` these dreamsThen a tram pulled up bumpin` Player`s BallWe soaked up the game, fish grits and allAnd now look what the south done let up out they mouthCountry ass, Bubba Sparxxx, and I ain`t fin to cut it outBuckle up, look daddy, cause Bubba K come to playAll these crackers livin` good, that ain`t what my stomach sayEvery slutty U-G-A who daddy pay they wayWanted me to stay and play, well Betty gotta pay to layI really hate to say you can`t elevate to thisBut if I settle for your level I ain`t never make the hitsMe and ? tight as shit on the demo, fore we send itAnd I`m tryna fuck these tits on this bimbo fore I end itSee I`m off balance, and I just bought a half a gallonOf Jim Beam cause it seems to cultivate this talentThat I got in my hot, why don`t you ask the slumsOr them folks who get they crumbs using microphones and drumsOr go to where I`m from, in LaGrange for a changeBut be careful, it gets muddy, get a stain on your rangeThe shame made you change, you could look me eye to eyeCause Bubba got that fire, tell the truth, you like it, ayeBack in the day he was outta controlNeed another standoff but his music ate y`allThat`s when me and fat Steve got that handle of beamDrank that motherfuckin` drive, started chasin` these dreamsThen a tram pulled up bumpin` Player`s BallWe soaked up the game, fish grits and allAnd now look what the south done let up out they mouthCountry ass, Bubba Sparxxx, and I ain`t fin to cut it outI`m touchin` down off the loot, with Jen and a groupOf jazzy little females to buy, cut and resellOh we hell, like prerogatory gone sourAnd it`s got me eating ? every hour on the hourI`m pissin` in the shower cause my toilet`s overflowin`Then I hit ghetto ?, I know he got that ? blowin`Look my toes is showin` through these four year old Brooke`sBubba actin` shady, got my ex old lady shookShe know that I`m a crook by the chances that I tookSo it`s normal buyin` Polo`s to enhance the way I lookBut I won`t close the book cause this stress killed us bothThen meet me at the Grammys with the scissors and the roachI`m ? on the coach like Sean Paul and J-BoMy Bloodz awful Young though, I`m using drugs to haloAin`t no way in hell I`m a fail nowWhere`s some Colli ? buddy could you put this bail outBack in the day he was outta controlNeed another standoff but his music ate y`allThat`s when me and fat Steve got that handle of beamDrank that motherfuckin` drive, started chasin` these dreamsThen a tram pulled up bumpin` Player`s BallWe soaked up the game, fish grits and allAnd now look what the south done let up out they mouthCountry ass, Bubba Sparxxx, and I ain`t fin to cut it outYou see I can`t sang a lick but I rap till I`m outta spitAnd I heard your girl remark how Bubba is hot as shitSo now I got the hit but make no mistake, I breakAs soon as she make me shake, just in time for y`all day to dayI break the ? today if I`m longer than Mr. BlackScott ? had a half of home grown, and we twistin` thatNow Athens up on the map, you could hate me or give me dapBut I was a part of that, drankin` miller straight out the tapAnd I`m strapped with thirty ? and a sheet of that jelly-jellyWith them Rucker boys and ? pushin` the heavy chevyLookin` for Betty-Betty`s just talkin` bout cutty-cuttyBring your sister, your niece and especially your study buddyAnd Bubba a lovey-dovey wit y`all two at a timeFuck these lames in this game, seeming too mad to shineMan, be glad you rhyme, ? and we stay goodAnd when Bubba`s holdin` fort, make sure you listen goodBack in the day he was outta controlNeed another standoff but his music ate y`allThat`s when me and fat Steve got that handle of beamDrank that motherfuckin` drive, started chasin` these dreamsThen a tram pulled up bumpin` Player`s BallWe soaked up the game, fish grits and allAnd now look what the south done let up out they mouthCountry ass, Bubba Sparxxx, and I ain`t fin to cut it outBack in the day he was outta controlNeed another standoff but his music ate y`allThat`s when me and fat Steve got that handle of beamDrank that motherfuckin` drive, started chasin` these dreamsThen a tram pulled up bumpin` Player`s BallWe soaked up the game, fish grits and allAnd now look what the south done let up out they mouthCountry ass, Bubba Sparxxx, and I ain`t fin to cut it outI wanted all y`all hatin` motherfuckersTo put this bitch in ya tapedeckLet it bump for a minute, let it marinateTake it backwards, how you love thatI ain`t yours no more sir, no moreLike that

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