I could go one ten times Pretty girls like my rhymes You can say Bubba gonna shine Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny I go number one ten times Pretty that like my rhymes You can say Bubba gonna shine Guess wha, boy, don't really give a
Now I done banged a heap of Betties in various of transport 'N them as they exit be sure that they close the damn door The quiet country is usually those I'm scared for[??] Some scared at first, but usually demand more Really ain't conceited, I just call the cutterbug A horny little that all the women love to love Tell you it is today, I ain't concerned with what it was Bubba fixin' to get it done, I put on my brother ?? Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, whisperin' Bubba so psst psst that I'm listening I ain't gotta chain, boy my peck[?] is all glistenin' steamin' on folk, y'all ain't even disciplined I ain't leaving nothin', this the house me and my people Huggin' me and me, buddy I can see your guilt It's cold when you're wrong and you lookin' like you a quilt matter less everytime this margarita tilt
I go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my You can say Bubba ain't gonna wha, boy, don't really give a hootnanny I go number one ten times girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna wha, boy, don't really give a hootnanny
A lot of y'all was thinkin' that Bubba probably disappear Get some show money from and buy a keg of beer And another pig to give my other pigs company Rent a doublewide and just it out in luxary In due time, but there's business left to to I need farm to bequeath my next of kin to And another ? before my aunt Missy Yea, been drinkin' but I ain't that pissy Thinkin' back to when my told me what it's all about He said no matter what I do in life, some of y'all'll I can deal with long as all my folks is eatin' good Let that channel pass over more any Easter could I'm on the again and I ain't talkin' ecstacy Tell them folks at Interscope fixin' to write some checks to me Soon as me and Timmy finish up this latest pig Man I think you right, it ain't nothing but some
I could go one ten times Pretty girls like my rhymes You can say Bubba gonna shine Guess wha, boy, don't give a hootnanny I go number one ten times Pretty girls like my rhymes You can say ain't gonna shine Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny
I'm off in the saddle with smile and that cajolery Mama always how big a stallion I would grow to be Way beyond these suckers both lyrically and I doubted for a moment, now it's to me I'm supposed to be An uncanny whit plus a time that is Make the sharpest cat feel his mind is a vegetable How does Bubba do it, you find it in a manual Confused them all at so this time is understandable Staring at the fan, pondering my future now Wondering the hell to do with all this loot I found Got my tractor polished up and I'm as as Cooter Brown Navigating yet another one of Timmy's
I could go number one ten girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna Guess wha, boy, don't give a hootnanny I could go number one ten Pretty girls that like my You can say Bubba ain't gonna Guess wha, boy, really give a hootnanny...