Tell Me Bout The South Bubba Sparxxx (Ft. Baby (Rapper), Juvenile & Timbaland)

[Intro: Timbaland (Bubba Sparxxx)]
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut (Oh)
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut (Oh, haha)
I can't believe it (Oh, I can't believe it)
I can't believe it (Oh)
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut (Oh)
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut (Oh, she wanna know about the south, oh)
I can't believe it (Oh, I can't believe it)
I can't believe it (Wooo, talk to me)

[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]
Slap that sissy boy, get that lame (Yeah)
Who but Bub could it be with that twang? (Who?)
Find me where them hicks and the riffraff hang
You missed that raw boy, switch that aim
Way down bottom, I'm home in my zone
The spirit of the Williams' songs in my bones
The beautifulest Betty's is drawn to my tone
If they get me, girl don't you cry long
'Cause I'mma jump back in this bitch psyched out
With a new dickie suit and a case of Icehouse
A pack of Marlboros and a thirty-aught-six
Pull up in your yard and let's see about this
'Cause if he in the south he better bring with he sings
'Cause buddy you can get it, bada-bing, bada-bing
From McCosh Mill Road to the Magnolia
This New South real, please act on up