
Jimmy Mathis Bubba Sparxxx
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[Intro]
New South! LaGrange, Georgia... Athens, Georgia...
The whole state of Georgia
Daddy! The MudKats, MudKats
Bubba got another one for ya - MOMMA!
Uhh, better BELIEVE we get it done this time baby
The Mathis family, they can't hide that money from us no mo'
It's goin down, uh, yeah
[Hook]
Jimmy Mathis please come out here
And tell these folks who yo' son is
And mama tell Russ to load the shotgun
And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none (What?)
Jimmy Mathis please come out here
And tell these folks who yo' son is
And mama tell Russ to load the shotgun
And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none (What?)
[Verse 1]
Any blood shed for a cause it deserves it
It's blood well worth it, we fought to preserve it
You caught him in person, you know Bubba's psyched out
You hate it when they talk, but love it when I shout
Fuck with me I doubt, that you really can
When I get to doin, my hillbilly dance
A step to the left, then two back to the right
Take a shot of Patron and then get back to the mic
Yeah I'm rappin tonight, but soon as the light hit
I'm all about the green man to hell with this white shit
Unless it's that white shit, that speed up your pulse rate
Some cardiac arrest, so sweet with a dub taste
This what they must face, I'ma be right here
Spittin' these flames out, and drinkin' Bud Light beer
'Til the cows home and the dogs quit barkin'
Daddy tell 'em who I am and don't beg no pardons
New South! LaGrange, Georgia... Athens, Georgia...
The whole state of Georgia
Daddy! The MudKats, MudKats
Bubba got another one for ya - MOMMA!
Uhh, better BELIEVE we get it done this time baby
The Mathis family, they can't hide that money from us no mo'
It's goin down, uh, yeah
[Hook]
Jimmy Mathis please come out here
And tell these folks who yo' son is
And mama tell Russ to load the shotgun
And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none (What?)
Jimmy Mathis please come out here
And tell these folks who yo' son is
And mama tell Russ to load the shotgun
And get this loot 'cause we ain't got none (What?)
[Verse 1]
Any blood shed for a cause it deserves it
It's blood well worth it, we fought to preserve it
You caught him in person, you know Bubba's psyched out
You hate it when they talk, but love it when I shout
Fuck with me I doubt, that you really can
When I get to doin, my hillbilly dance
A step to the left, then two back to the right
Take a shot of Patron and then get back to the mic
Yeah I'm rappin tonight, but soon as the light hit
I'm all about the green man to hell with this white shit
Unless it's that white shit, that speed up your pulse rate
Some cardiac arrest, so sweet with a dub taste
This what they must face, I'ma be right here
Spittin' these flames out, and drinkin' Bud Light beer
'Til the cows home and the dogs quit barkin'
Daddy tell 'em who I am and don't beg no pardons
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