[Bubba Sparxxx]

I Drop The Verses Y'all Don't Deliver

Take The Chances Y'all Won't Consider

Got A Loyal Broad Named Betty Who

Know What To Do With That Chrome I Give Her

I'm On The Shitter

Thinkin Bout My Bank Account And How To Make It Bigger

Then I Grab The Tool And Take Your Jewels

And I'ma Watch This Blew The Same As Jigga's

It Ain't The Liquor I'm Really Sick, Smokin Shwag Eatin Crystal Chicks

On A Rollercoaster With Bo And Kosha

Can't Even Fuck Witch'all Pencil Dicks

Ain't This Some Shit?

Every Time We Step Inside The Club Y'all Tryna Guess

Which One Of Us Gon' Snatch Your Bitch

And Leave You Strokin All By Yourself

Understand This Bubba Sparxxx, S-P-A-R-triple X

I Sprinkle Soul In Your Pussy Hole

And Put Some Coal On Your Nipple And Neck

Tell Your Man, If He Flex It's Gettin Drastic, Legend Has It

I Know This Mob Spell G-A And With No Delay They'll Let Him Have It

It's Just A Habit, Reppin Athens And LaGrange, It's In My Veins

I'm Mixin Beam With Coke And (?), And Every Time It's Still Just The Same

I Tend To Aim Towards Spittin Thangs, It's Classical So Masterful

When It Comes To This Here Make The Shit Clear

Heard To Y'all Comes Natural



[Chorus]

We May Be Lame Wanna Fight, May Be Bitchin Wanna Fuck

Drink Bourbon In A Cup, If It's Bumpin Turn It Up

We Gon' Weave, We Gon' Roll, Watch The Franklin Faces Fold

Chasin Multi-platinum Plaques While Y'all Settlin For Dough

Drop That Liquid On Yo' Tongue, Put That Reefer In Your Lungs

Close The Curtains Here We Come, Boy Hush Until I'm Done

We Gon' Drink, We Gon' Smoke, Keep That Floss On They Toes

When These Broads Start Some Lickin, We Just Might End Up With Yours



[Kosha]

Step In The Club It's On

Nevertheless Gonna Find The Somebody I Could Sip On

A Seat With A View In The V.I.P., And Got Two Tight Things To Grip On

A Bag Of Trees To Put My Lip On - Gotta Cut It, Roll I