מילים לשיר Ugly – Bubba Sparxxx

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Bubba
(Bubba Sparxxx:)
Shit I ain't choose to rhyme
Rhymin' chose me
So I hit the track runnin'
Like a nosebleed
Life ain't great now
But it's much improved
Yo' album droppin' this summer?
That sucks for you
''Cause this is Bubba's moment
I put my mother on it
I said my momma
I love her don't it?
It seems as if
So buckle up, 'cause
It's gon' get bumpy
I call my girlfriends Betty's
And my shThat Bubba talk
I giggle outside the booth
Gotcha open wide
But ain't no joke inside
At least to y'all it is
This is complicated
Just let me sell fifty million
Then I'll call it quits
But until that day
Y'all in deep doo doo
I never once saw
You crank it 'cause
I just leap through you
Is just admit you love me
What you need to do
The South has
Always been Dirty
But now it's gettin' ugly
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It's gon' get ugly in here
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It's gon' get
Ugly, ugly, ugly
In here
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Though I am country
Don't get the wrong idea
With every song I hear
My ego's gettin' bigger
'Cause y'all been bullshSpittin' that booty chatter
Came with somethin'
Out here for two days and
That truly matters
On goes the saga
Of Bubba's plight
She won't see tomorrah
If I don't cut tonight
That's just my mood now
I hate it came to this
How else can I say it
I don't speak
I'm fairly ripped now
No other languages
So this the jimmy talkin'
You hear that beat don'tcha?
That's just Timmy talkin'
Go 'head throw dem bows
FLet's be honest none of us
Will ever date a model
So let's just cut it loose
Ignore the repercussions
Forget what we discussin'
If you scared, then just
This that new South
Take a picture of me
'Cause I'm a fAnd this is gettin' ugly (Ain't it somethin'? Now this thang is jumpin'
What makes it special
This whole moment
Came from nothin'
Now you see it triples
I bet she slurp tonight
Lames hide your wallets
Hatin' broads
Clutch your purses tight
You with the wrong crowd
If you ain't tryin' to live
And if you feelin' brave then
Better sport that thong proud
And if you finally breathin'
Then sing this song loud
I'm glad I got you wet
I know you had a long drought
They can't arrest us all
Don't worry about the law
I had to crank couldn'ta done
Nothin' less for y'all
Forget your inhibitions
And if Bubba dies tonight
I wanna see you whylin'
Know he was smilin' (
(Timbaland:)
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Thcka, check switch uh Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby
Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby "Holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so"
(So what?)
"Don't copy me" I want you to "Holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so, don't copy me" C'mon Bubba, let's go.