Bubba Sparxxx - Run'n Wit Bubba lyrics

Hahahahahahahaha Where Bubba at, oh He down the hall, talkin' nonsense baby You runnin' wit Bubba now, put on your track shoes Got a mouth full of fire, I'm finna spit it at you No tattoos, just ? and other d** You don't love me just for that, well I bet you my mother does What up cuz, we can do it, however you gon' pursue it I went from big balls to sticks y'all, but still ain't nothin' to it So grab that Betty, Betty, run up in that wetty, wetty Then tell her you run wit Bubba, she know that he legendary This twelve pack of natural light got a cracker actin' right Bumpin' everythang from Screw to Dave Matthews satellite Daddy's right, Bubba K still is white feelin' like If these hoes don't chill tonight I'm gon' feed her pills tonight Until they right, yes sir, I'm buzzed, feelin' very festive So I stroll up in the club to see if I am on the guest list Excuse me Boi and Dre forgot to put me down again But what if I hop my chunky a** up on this counter then I finally found a friend and he said his name was Jill Asked me did I wanna crank it at this other spot that he go I said just let me know, we can take the Whitey Ford But you gotta put in for gas whatever price you can afford Look at this ice I scored, it ain't shiny, it don't glitter But it'll keep us up for days and make your heart go patter-pitter But if you got some kids you might call the babysitter And tell your lady bye cause after this she may be bitter You runnin' wit Bubba now, put on your track shoes Got a mouth full of fire, I'm finna spit it at you No tattoos, just ? and other d** You don't love me just for that, well I bet you my mother does What up cuz, we can do it, however you gon' pursue it I went from big balls to sticks y'all, but still ain't nothin' to it So grab that Betty, Betty, run up in that wetty, wetty Then tell her you run wit Bubba, she know that he legendary Now we out on twenty-five, me and Jill with this creow b**h he hookin' up with got a white friend that s** dick f** this man, we finna take these hoes to Athens They already drunk and rollin', and that real hoe is pa**in' Plus around my Honda there's more ? than Anacondas But Jill man that's cool, we got a swimming pool and a sauna Out at the polo club, no no cuz, ain't no worries But we gotta make it snappy though, my vision's gettin' blurry And it's only ten-thirty, man this night is just beginnin' Betty check that temperature, it's like the weather's right for sinnin' But these some feisty women, and they got their own agenda Did we tell 'em we was payin', f** man I don't remember I really hope we didn't cause I ain't got but nine dollars And it ain't sh** out in the ? except some empty wine bottles To hell with these s*uts we ? put they ? Called along and say they missin' sh**, hopefully they'll find us You runnin' wit Bubba now, put on your track shoes Got a mouth full of fire, I'm finna spit it at you No tattoos, just ? and other d** You don't love me just for that, well I bet you my mother does What up cuz, we can do it, however you gon' pursue it I went from big balls to sticks y'all, but still ain't nothin' to it So grab that Betty, Betty, run up in that wetty, wetty Then tell her you run wit Bubba, she know that he legendary It's Monday morning now, me and Jill still ain't slept yet You gotta work today, just call in sick, that's your best bet A doctor would suggest rest but not when you with Bubba Just weed, smoke and liquor, no oxygen, no water Believe me when I say I'm a legend still in progress Just run out to LaGrange and wait on my weed to harvest Regardless of whether the chedder finds my pocket I'm a do this dope and hope my mind can profit Allow the blind to watch it, allowed your man to hear it They say he came with heart, Sparxxx came with spirit Only lames will fear it, my rednecks and thugs Will walk with me to d**h, the rest stepped in mud Attracted all my bruvs, you could have wiped your feet Them high school all Americans, man they can't compete With the pills that I swallow, ideals that I follow Or how I did they sister in Jill's Monte Carlo I still need to borrow a few bones for two stones Or maybe just the keys to that new home that you own I'm too grown for playin', I'm too ripped, I'm stayin' Wit you another day, what you say, it's Bubba K-in', haha You runnin' wit Bubba now, put on your track shoes Got a mouth full of fire, I'm finna spit it at you No tattoos, just ? and other d** You don't love me just for that, well I bet you my mother does What up cuz, we can do it, however you gon' pursue it I went from big balls to sticks y'all, but still ain't nothin' to it So grab that Betty, Betty, run up in that wetty, wetty Then tell her you run wit Bubba, she know that he legendary You runnin' wit Bubba now, put on your track shoes Got a mouth full of fire, I'm finna spit it at you No tattoos, just ? and other d** You don't love me just for that, well I bet you my mother does What up cuz, we can do it, however you gon' pursue it From big balls to sticks y'all, but still ain't nothin' to it So grab that Betty, Betty, run up in that wetty, wetty Then tell her you run wit Bubba, she know that he legendary