Band Leader Bubba Sparxxx (Ft. The Mudd Katz & Timbaland)

[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