Lyrics

Sounding good Yeah (Woo) Now we're cooking with greese, it's gettin' hot in here I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit Yeah that bad motherfucker shit Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit You must don't know who you fuckin' with Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Must I remind y'all This happens every time, dawg My ass, I rhyme off The hardest shit since crime boss I took the Mustang and let his nuts hang Flip with the sun, pain, your eyes is untrained I claim not one gang, well maybe two or three You never know who might pop up in the room with me It might be one of those guys that pulls the rappers chains You talk that gangster shit, you in a frazzled lane The energy that you put out will be reciprocated How many times must this be illustrated? Anyway, it's back to the grindstone Unless I got the time wrong Nope, that's what time it is I just look at my phone But don't call my phone in 07, brethren If it ain't about some yen, sucker, we was never friends I done wasted enough time, too much time But I'm in the sunshine, tryna unwind I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit Yeah that bad motherfucker shit Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit You must don't know who you fuckin' with Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Yeah, we done ran through some But it's always more to get Send my coordinates towards it The Lord is with me on this excursion Just like he's been on all of them Flying on the Autobahn Let's see how fast this Porsche will run Nah, but that's for real No embellishments If I said it, then I did it That's just how I represent They just exaggerate That's why you had to hate What if you could graduate to actually having weight? Wow, wouldn't that be great? Imaginate, I mean imagine Then you wouldn't just be rapping That would mean it really happened I don't say much, but what I do is to the point You should salute me for it Bitch, you know that you adore it Drain my main vein, baby Stop your game playing I know you ain't laying around my house all day playing I'm just full of it today Aren't I a far cry from the farm? I'm a very, very smart guy I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit Yeah that bad motherfucker shit Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit You must don't know who you fuckin' with Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit Yeah that bad motherfucker shit Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby I ain't on no gangsta shit I'm on that Bubba shit, that other shit You must don't know who you fuckin' with Bubba, baby, trouble, trouble Bubba, baby, trouble, baby Bubba, baby, trouble, Bu-Bu-Bubba, baby, trouble, baby