Yonder Yonder lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Shawn Jay)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Yonder yonder come the thunder
Then they brung the lightning
Bubba huntin' somethin' to plunder
Like a fuckin' viking
I ain't from Minnesota (Huh)
My name ain't Leif Erik (Right)
But I love to tear shit up
So it's cool to be comparin' (It's cool)
And I was country money in that single wide
Just inside 'Bama
Right there where we dag increased the line (Hold up)
These were peaceful times prior to the beats and rhymes
Mix them with the need to shine and drinkin' 'shine
Wooh, Ain't nobody 'sposed to believe in me
Impossible don't happen easily
That's why you don't see it that frequently
Wooh, if words could hurt you woulda murdered me
And no they don't equal the currency
But all of that talkin' might buy you
And all of them fraudulent ballers and bloggers
A coffin I toss in the dirt for free (Yeah)
I'm drinkin' a Heineken currently (Yeah)
I'll take a domestic preferably (Yeah)
But light is the best to me personally (Yeah)
It's finna get ugly, that's word to me (Who)
Adversity is like a dessert to me (Who)
It's finna get ugly, that's word to me
Country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a Trump load of country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a fuck load of country money
Yonder yonder country money comin' fast
Yonder yonder country money whoppin' ass
Yonder yonder country money millionaires
Yonder yonder country country money money
The country is money the money is country boys
They come from the countries I don't know
Who was it just thump me
Bubba's so country and Bubba's so money
But I can recall when it wasn't so sunny
Wasn't no money but it was mo' country
Money inside of my momma's big tummy than every bank in Montgomery
Wooh, every bank in Montgomery
A lil' ways back up stream in LaGrange of G-A
A special thing was coming, couldn't pluck nothing or sing
But he created a lane and he became a king
Country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a Trump load of country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a fuck load of country money
Yonder yonder country money comin' fast
Yonder yonder country money whoppin' ass
Yonder yonder country money millionaires
Yonder yonder country country money money
[Shawn Jay:]
I'm in a [?] traffic and blocks
And I'm strapped packin' that Glock
If you try me, myself and I then we go Snap, Crackle and Pop
I got the shit out the mud
Rappin' and trappin' and stackin', they in the dirt
Stoppin' me that's impossible like Porky Pig rappin' a Twista verse
I'm James Brown in the hot tub, Rick James with the white girl
I'm down at shows with a new Beamer
Got soul food like shoe cleaner
Never been like a city slicker
I mean cool, don't believe they hype
I'm different, yeah they proper
They say bite, we say bite
I just need to beep and spaz on 'em
I go wild on the track on 'em
I feel like I'm the Incredible Hulk with the Jim Carrey mask on 'em
I feel like can't nobody really see me
But they feel me, like wind
Bubba my buddy
What you can't tell, he just real real real light skinned
Grew up on UGK ballin' G, OutKast, Field Mob rip shit (Legends)
David Banner, Dirty boys, Pastor Troy, Unplugged, Big K.R.I.T
This dick make your bitch trip
Even though she talkin' to me on a cordless phone
Got her on her knees like she Colin Kaepernick before she give me George Dome
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Come Outside lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx
Money, money, money, yeah
Been in the house for too long
It's time to come outside
What happened dog, what happened dog
Is my ass got tired
Won't slap out, won't tape out
That's not how I'm wired
Well fuck that, and fuck you
It's time to come outside (Side)
When I come outside, it gon' be country boy country boy
When I come outside, I'mma be Tonka Toy
When I come outside, I'mma be country boy, comma boy
When I come outside (Hey)
When I come outside (Hey)
I'mma just sit up, I'mma just get up
I'mma pick all this shit up (Pick it up)
Anybody owe me gettin' hit up
Okay it's time to get it up (Get up)
Everything gettin' lit up
Girl let your pretty titties sit up (Sit up sit up)
Me and every single bit of negative energy finna get split up, bye
I come outside when I come outside
Your mouth ain't tired well I know it's close
Okey dokey your motorboatin' son of a bitch, you 'sposed to know
A giant sleep, let him stay sleep
Fill up that creek way deep, one eye open hopin' they creep
Flip that switch soon as they leap (Woo)
They keep playin' I keep prayin' Lord please help me stay in (Please)
A sane mind frame each day no matter what he or she's sayin' (Uh)
And with no delayin' yeah that boy Bubba K comin' outside
They try hard to hate, regardless we ate
I just can't plague my mind (No)
Been in the house for too long
It's time to come outside
What happened dog, what happened dog
Is my ass got tired
Won't slap out, won't tape out
That's not how I'm wired
Well fuck that, and fuck you
It's time to come outside (Side)
When I come outside, it gon' be country boy country boy
When I come outside, I'mma be Tonka Toy
When I come outside, I'mma be country boy, comma boy
When I come outside, when I come outside
When I come outside (Hey)
When I come outside (Hey)
Uh, country boy, comma boy
Always be momma's boy (Momma)
Pain is one thing you will not avoid
Sufferin' sucks but I promise you got a choice (Yup yup)
They make a lot of noise, but they ain't got a voice
You got earn that (Earn it)
It ain't just gon' visit, you gotta go get it
Like "Bitch, where my turn at?"
Been a long time since I heard facts that actually were facts
Or since I observed acts that stood up like
"Look bra, I got my words back"
That's real world facts, if you ain't pure as that
You can have your words back
'Cause I don't like, I don't like, no I don't like how your words at
I know you heard that, now let's take this act
Outside, summer time, make money time
Don't that sound about right?
Know you heard that, let's take this act
Outside, summer time, make money time
That sound 'bout right?
Been in the house for too long
It's time to come outside
What happened dog, what happened dog
Is my ass got tired
Won't slap out, won't tape out
That's not how I'm wired
Well fuck that, and fuck you
It's time to come outside (Side)
When I come outside, it gon' be country boy country boy
When I come outside, I'mma be Tonka Toy
When I come outside, I'mma be country boy, comma boy
When I come outside, when I come outside
When I come outside (Hey)
When I come outside (Hey)
Don't Needa Reason lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Bezz Believe)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
I don't needa reason
To be a heathen
I'll do it just 'cause I'm breathin'
They'll bust you for treason
Just for believin'
In a lil' somethin' that's decent (Hey)
It's such an achievement
For me to be up in here amongst you this evenin' (Hey)
I'm stuck in between
Wanting to leave
And fuck it, let's jump in the deep end (Turn it, turn it)
I just be me, what a relief
One in the gun rack and one on the seat
Location attached when do you wanna meet?
But they don't want that
No they just want to tweet
It's 2018 and it's okay with me
But clearly my G you are totally sweet
I know you accustomed to holding the D
But here you go buddy boy
Just hold this defeat
Controlling the beat, thinkin' 'bout drinkin' a beer
Thinkin' about drinkin' eleven or twelve
All by myself I'm just makin' it clear
Genuine they can appear
Fakin' and make it for years
Takin' and takin' 'til it is revealed
The pain is severe
But I promise you that is just dangerous here, bitch
I don't needa reason
I don't needa reason
I don't needa reason
I don't needa ah, don't need a ah
I don't needa, don't needa, don't needa
[Bezz Believe:]
Don't needa reason
You best believe
I made myself a walkin' money machine
Saggin' my jeans, fresh and so clean
A couple of gees to spit a sixteen
Tired of runnin' circles through these rappers
Say you runnin' but you walkin' backwards
Grab the purple then I burn it backwards
Heavy Chevy swervin' through the back woods
Big ass crib on the West Coast
Ducked off in the country (Ducked off)
Bubba Sparxxx with me
So you know the flow comin' super Ugly (What up Bubba?)
Crowd surfin' in a pair of Nike boots and a Polo rugby
Loud pack fulla orange hair
Like motherfuckin' Chucky (Woooh, oh)
Sippin' that Fiji
Hopped in the booth then I make it look easy
Jumpin' on the magic mushrooms like Mario and Luigi
Outta my mind
Don't even think about crossin' the line
Corbitt's so fast they can race against time
Take off the top like I'm Optimus Prime
Believe that
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
I don't needa reason
I don't needa reason
I don't needa reason
I don't needa ah, don't need a ah
I don't needa, don't needa, don't needa
I Got It lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. KO McCoy)
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody (Somebody)
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody (Somebody)
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
(Lil' bitch) One time for the big dog
Two times for the big shit happenin' in his yard
Three times for the bone
Four for the bowl
Hold what you own, it gets hard
Probably bark at a lil' bitch
Yes ma'am I could use a hand scratch from this itch
Comin' up big in a pinch
And woo woo, come on with the good news
Dammit old man, these bitches wanna dance like Footloose
Always tried to be a good dude
Grew up in the woods
And I jumped off the bus in the hood
And I got my ass jumped too
Got worked by some dudes with nowhere to run to
Cracker whatchu gon' do?
Ooh, we all gon' die but I ain't in no hurry
Got me a pit-bull that'll hold thirty
And barkin' and bite at the same time
When they try to take mine, any time no worries
No sleep and my vision's so blurry
I knew what was occurin'
Try to pick me off with a triple-cross
And it woulda been a loss but I peeped it so early
Didn't walk ole Murray
Shoulda boomed sooner on some cowboy shit
Now it's time to tighten up
Hell yeah they bitin' us
Tell 'em down boy sit
I don't enjoy shit but I'mma enjoy this
Aye, I wonder where a rich boy is
Come I'mma throw some double d's on her
Then I'mma breeze on her
She just need a bit more tense
She can eat more dick, she can sweep more shit
Either way she won't be more lit
Then be more lit in the summer time
Right up by the harbor I'mma order crab cakes a hundred times
Underline
Hell naw you can't be more lit
Talkin' be more lit
Summer time, water front, sunshine
What a time
I got it
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody (Somebody)
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
(Okay)
Lil' bitch I got it
Lil' bitch I got it
Don't worry lil' bitch I got it
This it, you not it
This it, you not it
So sorry lil' bitch you not it
(Lil' bitch)
Lil' bitch I got it
Lil' bitch I got it
Don't worry lil' bitch I got it
This it, you not it
This it, you not it
So sorry lil' bitch you not it
(Lil' bitch)
Bubba got me comin' out
Spittin' lines, writin' bars and shit
Had to think about it first
Tryna be all fair, sweet, nice and shit
But some of these bitches still owe me
Talk about me now, bitch
You can have that nigga I was done with 'em
'Cause he cum too quick
Tell your mans he still owes me
A nigga asked if I had surgery
Whoa my nigga you don't know me
Bend over now? I mean ex-curz me?
You look worried now 'cause you heard me
Out here running laps like I'm Kobe
Mulatto bitch in a hurry
'Cause I'm shootin' threes like Steph Curry
I said swish
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody
Wasn't nobody
'Cept somebody tryna be somebody (Somebody)
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
I got it
(Okay)
Lil' bitch I got it
Lil' bitch I got it
Don't worry lil' bitch I got it
This it, you not it
This it, you not it
So sorry lil' bitch you not it
(Lil' bitch)
Lil' bitch I got it
Lil' bitch I got it
Don't worry lil' bitch I got it
This it, you not it
This it, you not it
So sorry lil' bitch you not it
(Lil' bitch)
The Real Real lyrics - Los Ghost & Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Los Ghost)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
(Cockin', strollin’)
It's like when you in a hole
(Cockin', strollin’)
You just wanna fuckin' climb outta that bitch
But you can't do it all in one day
Just gotta go to work
(Real real, real real)
Uh
Bitch, call it a come back
Please call it some dumb shit
Type your lil' emojis
That shit don't run shit
Keep talkin', I love it
Motivates and inspires
Won't let me get tired
Fuck your whole entire
Bloodline, not one time
Two times, not three times
More like sixteen times
Your blood couldn't be mine
Divine in design
Kinfolk with that red dirt
If he’s a man in my network
He ain’t scared of that sweat work
Probably make your head hurt
Dirty up your best shirt
Probably make your ex flirt
Ex twerk, ex slurp, ex squirt, expert excerpts
Yes sir I kept words
Stayed down got back up
Tough times not that tough
In God got that trust
In me got that trust
Game on, not tractors
Stayed down, got back up
Tough times not that tough
In God got that trust
In me got that trust
I don't even know how I did it
Just put my head on that pillow one night
And pictured me with it
I’m cockin'
I don't even know how it happened
Just went to work every day
Then one day I was back in this bitch
Strollin'
Cockin’, strollin' (Strollin')
Cockin', strollin' (Strollin')
Cockin' and strollin', rockin' and rollin'
'Til y'all bitches is knowin' the real real
Real, real
[Los Ghost:]
Underestimated underrated
Under paid, underdog
Middle finger, fuck all of y'all
I'm killin' shit, holocaust
If rap don't work, I'm back to dealin' shit
Like a dealership
'Cause I'mma ball
Work relationship, win the championship
Like a doctor, I'm on call
They don't want us to prosper
[?] crack up, they not us
But no, no, they want me to quit
I said hell no I ain't done enough
Like some suds I will bubble up
Fuck the season, I'mma double up
Life's a bitch but I'm in love with her
Life's a bitch but I'm in love with her
Chasin' my dreams 'til the end of time
Head on my pillow, the world is mine
AP a rollie, yeah in my time
Checkered flag at the finish line
Came from the dirt now we on the grind
[?]
Tell me the difference, [?] stupid ass
Timing is everything stupid ass
For my kids I'mma go and get it
[?] and I'm feelin' shitty
Don't feel sorry, I don't want your pity
Got a nann dollar, got a nann penny
This is God plan man, don't forget it
This is God plan damn, don't forget it
Countin' every dollar and every penny
This is God plan man, don't forget it
Ghost
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
I don't even know how I did it
Just put my head on that pillow one night
And pictured me with it
I'm cockin'
I don't even know how it happened
Just went to work every day
Then one day I was back in this bitch
Strollin'
Cockin', strollin' (Strollin')
Cockin', strollin' (Strollin')
Cockin' and strollin', rockin' and rollin'
'Til y'all bitches is knowin' the real real
Real, real
Lyin' 2 Self lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Cub Da CookUpBoss)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Uh huh uh huh
When it's time to go to work, it's time to go to work
No matter what's going on in your life
You know what' I'm sayin'?
That's right
Whether the money's up or the money's down
Bubba ain't fuckin' around
When it come to constructin' the sounds
Take me a couple of nouns
And put 'em to work with the verbs
Bloody murder alert
We ain't from the city, we ain't from the burbs
We come from the dirt of this Earth
I skert and I skert (skeeert)
Too scared to be scared
So what have you heard?
This dead in the dirt
What I have heard is nothin' but fuckin' words
Discussion of such occurrences, none of which has occurred (Nada)
I'm not disturbed, I'm undeterred
Just shut up and put in the work
I beg the Lord forgive me please but never step foot in a church
Life it hurts, of course why wouldn't it hurt
We get it how we live but some stuff you just couldn't've worked
Run it up, runnin' around
I done rocked hundreds of towns
Sometimes my name it was up in the lights
Sometimes it was none to be found
Sometimes it was love in the crowds
Sometimes it was thunderous sounds when I departed the stage
Sometimes it was hardly the case
If I said I ain't lost a lot then I'd be lyin' to myself
I said I never felt forgot and I was lyin' to myself
If I say stoppin' is an option though I'm lyin' to myself
So you try and then you failed, it ain't worth lyin' to yourself
And if you think you fuckin' with me you just lyin' to yourself
Think I forgot the way you did me, dog you lyin' to yourself
You think a bitch is something in me, naw you lyin' to yourself
I done died and went to hell when I'm lyin' to myself
Look right at yourself, and lie to yourself
I can admit it, I done tried it as well
You tried it and failed I betcha that I can prevail
'Cause if at first I don't succeed, I'm tryin' it twelve
Or a hundred and twelve
'Til I'm punchin' myself up under the jail
What in the hell?
How come nobody told me that the homie
Most of the time, won't be the homie, when I need a homie
But homie, thought you was my
That's when he told me the jokin' was on me
See the one I blew kisses to first when I did it to
Wasn't just blowin' me only
Not just that, she blowin' the homie
Man this love shit is phony baloney
I'm only fifteen, I ain't supposed to be totally lonely
And that's when mama reminded me
All of the times that she told me that people would lie to me
She wouldn't lie to me, nah, I'ma just lie to me
If I said I ain't lost a lot then I'd be lyin' to myself
I said I never felt forgot and I was lyin' to myself
If I say stoppin' is an option though I'm lyin' to myself
So you try and then you failed, it ain't worth lyin' to yourself
And if you think you fuckin' with me you just lyin' to yourself
Think I forgot the way you did me, dog you lyin' to yourself
You think a bitch is something in me, naw you lyin' to yourself
I done died and went to hell when I'm lyin' to myself
[Cub Da CookUpBoss:]
Heard you pussies want some of my time just get in line
Everything I got I took it or earned it, so it's mine
Heard you suckas tryna hate on Cook
'Cause I scooped your chain
And you niggas rap basic as mud
I make the shit you talk hard to sell
'Cause I give it to 'em raw
When your eyes got a vinegar smell
I hopes that bar didn't go over your head
'Cause I'm on another level playin' for keeps
Breathin' the dead
See all that cappin', hope your being is right
I'm on stage gettin' paid and I just learned how to hold the mic
They say CUB loc ain't no gangsta
Well, tell 'em I aim and fuck what they think
I live at the bank or shoot in it
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
If I said I ain't lost a lot then I'd be lyin' to myself
I said I never felt forgot and I was lyin' to myself
If I say stoppin' is an option though I'm lyin' to myself
So you try and then you failed, it ain't worth lyin' to yourself
And if you think you fuckin' with me you just lyin' to yourself
Think I forgot the way you did me, dog you lyin' to yourself
You think a bitch is something in me, naw you lyin' to yourself
I done died and went to hell when I'm lyin' to myself
Ain't Shit Changed lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Dusty Leigh & K.O Mccoy)
[Dusty Leigh:]
Ain't nothing ever promised in this world
Ain't shit changed
Dirty money never gets sterile
Ain't shit changed
Run circles round y'all sittin' still
Ain't shit changed
Real always recognize real
Ain't shit changed
(It's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby
Know it's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby)
[KO McCoy:]
I'm talkin' quarter million stuffed up in the ceiling
I been workin' takin' trips to places you ain't never heard of
I deserved it
Had people plotted on me, I was nervous
They was lurkin', probably certain
I was almost at my end, it was curtains
That bullshit don't phase me
Shade don't pay me
A lot of marinating in the mud
That's what made me
A lot of betrayal but my blood made me crazy
A betrayal by my best friend probably saved me
Once upon a time I was broke and imaginin'
Made my first dollar, butterflies in my abdomen
Livin' like a fairy tale, money goin' round
Through my circle like a Ferris wheel
Hatin' never served me well
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, say that
My Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday is a pay day
I keep a bad bitch to crash in, yeah mayday
So ain't shit changed but my lady motherfucker, ah
[Dusty Leigh:]
Ain't nothing ever promised in this world
Ain't shit changed
Dirty money never gets sterile
Ain't shit changed
Run circles round y'all sittin' still
Ain't shit changed
Real always recognize real
Ain't shit changed
(It's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby
Know it's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Ain't shit changed 'cept for everythang
Either you growin' or you dyin', it's a scary thang
Sometimes I'm growin' but I'm knowin' I won't ever change
Sometimes I'm dyin' but I'm tryin' not to settle man
Tell him man, this the big dawg here man
Got you a set of big balls, let 'em hang
See the fifty bars with y'all, where the game?
This that country boy drip dawg, left a stain
The pressure came, the more pressure came
Supplied to y'all by old what's his name
Back again with a whole fresher thang
Think you gon' be runnin' him? Ho, guess again
I can't think 'til I make a drank
I make bank on another level they can't
They make fake dank, you know wink wink
Pulled up and made the skank thank thank
[Dusty Leigh:]
Ain't nothing ever promised in this world
Ain't shit changed
Dirty money never gets sterile
Ain't shit changed
Run circles round y'all sittin' still
Ain't shit changed
Real always recognize real
Ain't shit changed
(It's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby
Know it's all about the Benjamins baby
You know it's all about the Benjamins baby)
Oh Yeah lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Scramn)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, Bubba hell yeah
So, who's coming with me?
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Come on, come on
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm back in the mud yet again
So let the fun fuckin' begin
I might drink nineteen cold beers
Come on, come on
And oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm comfortable under my skin
If lovin' yourself is a sin (Yeah)
The flame me raw I don't care
Good ole good ole Bubba
You know he don't want no trouble (No)
But if you don't like me, show me your wife
And most likely we gon' cuddle (Yeah)
But I'm just playin'
Really, truthfully I'm just sayin' (What?)
That you should go out of your way
To make me your friend, it's a beautiful day (Yeah where?)
Middle ten, I settled in and I went on in (I did)
I'm a big ole kid, with a big ole grin
And you still won't hear I quit (Never)
I stayed this long, I stayed this strong
But the hate is strong also (Oh yeah)
I think it's wrong they think I'm wrong
Just play this song, y'all hoes
And y'all know I persevere longer than nearly every person here
Was a country boy when I first appeared
And for fifteen imperfect years
But I won't stay all stagnated
With your same song every man made it
Forty times, same boring lines
You can't hate it, country bitch
Come on, come on
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm back in the mud yet again
So let the fun fuckin' begin
I might drink nineteen cold beers
Come on, come on
And oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm comfortable under my skin
If lovin' yourself is a sin
The flame me raw I don't care
[Scramn:]
Oh yeah, haters back
Who's mistake was that?
Where my haters at?
Jelly play it back
Watch me slay the track
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I done made some stacks
Blew it, made it back
What you think of that?
Raise the bar, where we drinkin' at?
Hold up, where's we parked?
At the trailer park
Double parked, after dark
Me and Bubba Sparxxx
That's when trouble starts
Like the weed
Pour a drink up
Knock it back at lightening speed
I can see she got double d's
Oh yeah, lucky me
Oh yeah
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Come on, come on
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm back in the mud yet again
So let the fun fuckin' begin
I might drink nineteen cold beers
Come on, come on
And oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh hell yeah, oh hell yeah (Let's go)
I'm comfortable under my skin
If lovin' yourself is a sin
The flame me raw I don't care
Come on, come on
When It All Goes Down lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx (feat. Rayza The Kid & Demun Jones)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Much love when it all goes down
Toast up when it all goes down
Clear eyes when it all goes down
Full heart when it all goes down
I ain't plant my flag, give it all I have
Man, how the hell y'all gon' sound?
No fake shit, whatever y'all on now
Be on it when it all goes down, down, down
I remember bein' tired of livin' but I still don't wanna die (Die)
Really I just wanna fly (Fly)
Picture me, myself, and I floatin' through the sky
I never even told 'em goodbye (Goodbye)
Good try, good lie, coulda ate the whole pie
Instead I spit it 'bout 59 times (Damn)
Just livin' for the moment and a friend of mine climbs
In the winners circle right beside mine
Young king, young queen just turned 18, what a dumb dream
But I'm livin' walkin' proof you can turn the thing into one thing, only to something
But what seems like so much fuckin'
So it comes a very fucked up scene
A whole life wasted is just obscene
But if it all goes down show me what love means, come clean
Much love when it all goes down
Toast up when it all goes down
Clear eyes when it all goes down
Full heart when it all goes down
I ain't plant my flag, give it all I have
Man, how the hell y'all gon' sound?
No fake shit, whatever y'all on now
Be on it when it all goes down, down, down
[Rayza The Kid:]
So it's money every time somebody dies
All the ones who had a grudge be the first ones to cry bitch
I got it from the mud, stand tall on my pride
Keep my kids livin' good, only job I ever applied
If I had to give my last request, don't ever cash a check until it's wrote
And you should live it like you lose it 'cause tomorrow never has to come
Don't be an ass, better pass the love
And never die with knowledge you haven't told
'Cause somebody in the world wishin' they was in the casket too
And any help could in fact be useful
And that grass ain't greener, keep your ass in school
Don't put me on the t-shirt, you can blast my music
Roll the reefer, reminisce and cool it
Leave no regrets and always eat the truth
When it all goes down you can see me through this
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Much love when it all goes down
Toast up when it all goes down
Clear eyes when it all goes down
Full heart when it all goes down
I ain't plant my flag, give it all I have
Man, how the hell y'all gon' sound?
No fake shit, whatever y'all on now
Be on it when it all goes down, down, down
[Demun Jones:]
Where I started at
How could I forget to pray every day?
I'm so confident
And that's not a compliment
I'm just scared of fallin' back (Back)
Where the places and playmates await
Because I done ran a lap
And I don't want no more of that
But if you leave a message I'll call you back
When my old self re-awakes
If I can hold the phone without catchin' shakes
And my mind hand-eye coordinates and we can chat
Clear the air about way back (Way back)
Handshake and hug the way brothers should
Closure comes without payback (Payback)
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Much love when it all goes down
Toast up when it all goes down
Clear eyes when it all goes down
Full heart when it all goes down
I ain't plant my flag, give it all I have
Man, how the hell y'all gon' sound?
No fake shit, whatever y'all on now
Be on it when it all goes down, down, down
Same Damn Bub lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx
It's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn, it's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn, it's same damn
It's the same damn Bub
Man who the hell you think that was
Same one you hated on but he gave back love
Yeah use you for a minute then trade back up (then trade back up)
It's the same damn Bub
Tryin' bum a little change back up
Went in way past deep no I came back up
Pours them Tittos in it I'll drink that cup (I'll drink that up)
It's the same damn Bub
Every now and then you may slack up
When I'm on my shit though they can't match up
Thinkin' I'ma have to call the ol' haystack up (call haystack up)
It's the same damn Bub
Y'all talkin' whatcha think that does
Loud enough to make a sleepin' giant wake back up
Talk 'bout me so much man ain't that love (I think that's love)
It's the same damn Bub
Man what color you gon' paint that truck
'88 Silverado that I may jack up
Right now I'm just tryin' to get it crank back up (get it crank back up)
It's the same damn Bub
I ain't comin' to your lame mans club
I don't participate in that fake rap stuff
Thanks no thanks I ain't tryin' to make that bluff (tryin' to make that bluff)
It's the same damn Bub
I've been drinkin' but I ain't that buzzed
Sometimes worse people make great actors
Keep your ass away from me with that fake ass love (that fake ass love)
It's the same damn Bub
This is fun but it ain' that fun
Once down real bands 'til I made that one turn
They end up on they ass yeah I came back one (yeah I came back one)
It's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn, it's the same damn, it's the same damn Bud
It's the same damn Bub
It's the same damn, it's the same damn, it's the same damn Bud
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