Lyrics

[Intro: Timbaland (Bubba Sparxxx)] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Chorus: Timbaland] Just because I do music, havin' fun 'Cause I ain't no band leader You might see me with a girl packin' a gun To show you I ain't no band leader Might be a fugitive on the run 'Cause I ain't no band leader I might wear the crown when it's said and done 'Cause I ain't no band leader [Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx] I'm already suited up whenever I'm called on And you just a uterus for me to shoot off on I'm hittin' the ski slopes, inhalin' the pine tress Swimmin' in fire water, one hell of a Pisces Lil' buddy ain't like me, he typically pitiful But treasure your life dude it's shitty but livable Strictly for principle I gotta shake shit up I'm strivin' for greatness, I guess you straight with luck Two or three years ago I nearly gave this up And now this New South shit is all that they discuss Dirty done did this or Additude ain't shit Or Ricky Ruck rave hoes then Native get naked But G-Rock'll tell y'all the honor is sacred Just exhale the hate man, let chronic replace it Or whatever it is that helps you to forget Whatever the truth was, buddy you wasn't it [Chorus: Timbaland] Just because I do music, havin' fun 'Cause I ain't no band leader You might see me with a girl packin' a gun To show you I ain't no band leader Might be a fugitive on the run 'Cause I ain't no band leader I might wear the crown when it's said and done 'Cause I ain't no band leader [Verse 2: Dirty Ken] Man if I have to get violent to get these niggas quiet And keep Dirty name out they grill, then I will Been plenty niggas done left here with a split in they mug Get where I'm from, they will get rid of you cuz, for real That action, I'm for it, childish nigga packin' his toys You can see the pistol print poke out the velour Don't get confused with the mics and the bulls Push my button then most likely it's war 'Cause all that talkin' just don't excite me no more G8 to the heart, just tryna play my part And give the New South the new start Without pullin' somebody card Ay I was raised in the county of Clark Around old heads with a couple bodies up under they belt But never was charged This that butta butta, straight out the gutta homeboy What I done strived, sweated and struggled so long for This somethin' I just can't let go I rep E-W behind the N that's followed by U-T-H behind the S-O [Chorus: Timbaland] Just because I do music, havin' fun 'Cause I ain't no band leader You might see me with a girl packin' a gun To show you I ain't no band leader Might be a fugitive on the run 'Cause I ain't no band leader I might wear the crown when it's said and done 'Cause I ain't no band leader [Verse 3: Additude] Yo check it, look at my gold teeth Jeans saggin' I'm so street Ease back you don't know me Be careful I hold heat I shouldn't have to say that It ain't no gettin' away if I pull out on you homie My hat kick to the side I mack bitches and ride Solo, just a 4-4, I used to jack niggas and slide My arm is included, I put this shit on my 'Bama tat Put my heart in this music, to me that's where 'Bama at You think 'cause you see a nigga 'dro blow And hoe pokin', reclining Bitch I'm still broke and we grindin' Try me and your folk'll be dyin' Really ain't nothin' good will come out you provokin' my kind It flip up on you, know it was more than a 9 If you ask me, you should be watchin' yourself more than mine Before I take this gangsta shit borderline 'Cause you could lose your arm, leg, bread or your mind I'm serious captain, y'all don't feel us Y'all just hearin' us rappin' [Chorus: Timbaland] Just because I do music, havin' fun 'Cause I ain't no band leader You might see me with a girl packin' a gun To show you I ain't no band leader Might be a fugitive on the run 'Cause I ain't no band leader I might wear the crown when it's said and done 'Cause I ain't no band leader