[Chorus - Justin Timberlake] (Timbaland) - 2X
I could go number one ten times
Pretty girls that like my rhymes
You can say Bubba ain`t gonna shine
Guess what, what (don`t really give a hootnanny)
[Verse 1 - Bubba Sparxxx]
Now I done banged a heap of +Betties+ in various modes of transport
And told them there`s the 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 cutter bug
A horny little parasite that all these women love to love
Tell you what it is today, I ain`t concerned with what it was
Bubba fittin to get it done, I put that on my brother Russ
Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, just a whisperin
Bubba so psst psst, knowin that I`m listenin
I ain`t got a chain, boy my pecker`s all that`s glistenin
What ya`ll steamin on folk, ya`ll in need of discipline
I ain`t leavin 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
Ya`ll matter less everytime this margarita tilt
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 2 - Bubba Sparxxx]
A lot of ya`ll was thinkin that Bubba would probably disappear
Get some show money from +Ugly+ and buy a keg of beer
Add another pig to give my other pigs some company
Rent a doublewide and just live it out in luxury
In due time, but there`s business left to tend to
I need another farm to bequeath my next of kin to
And another track before my great aunt Missy
Yeah 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 ya`ll pout
I can deal with that long as all my folks is eatin good
Let that chowder 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 fittin 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 nothin but some hig-nop
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]
I`m back off in the saddle with that smile and that cajolery
Momma 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 wit 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
Starin at the ceiling fan, ponderin my future now
Wonderin what the hell to do with all this loot I found
Got my tractor polished up and I`m as drunk as Cooter Brown
Navigatin yet another one of Timmy`s super sounds
[Chorus] - 2X
