Bubba Sparxxx - Hootnanny lyrics

(feat. Justin Timberlake) [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 Russ 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 tramp 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 pa** 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 hip hop 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 s**ers 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...