Hootnanny feat.Bubba Sparks (исполнитель: Justin Timberlake)
I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny Now I done banged a heap of Betties in various modes of transport 'N told them as they exit be sure that they close the [bad word] door The quiet country types is usually those I'm scared for[??] Some scared at first, but usually those demand more Really ain't conceited, I just call myself the cutterbug horny little parasite that all the women love to love Tell you what it is today, I ain't concerned with what it was Bubba fixin' to get it done, I put that on my brother ?? Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, justa whisperin' Bubba so psst psst knowing that I'm listening I ain't gotta chain, boy my peck[?] is all that's glistenin' Whachu steamin' on folk, y'all ain't even disciplined I ain't leaving nothin', this the house me and my people built Huggin' me and dappin' me, buddy I can see your guilt It's cold when you're wrong and you lookin' like you need a quilt Y'all matter less everytime this margarita tilt I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny lot of y'all was thinkin' that Bubba would probably disappear Get some show money from UGLY and buy a keg of beer And another pig to give my other pigs [bad word] Rent a doublewide and just live it out in luxary In due time, but there's business left to attend to I need another farm to bequeath my next of kin to And another ? before my great aunt Missy Yea, I've been drinkin' but I ain't that [bad word] Thinkin' back to when my daddy told me what it's all about He said no matter what I do in life, some of y'all'll pout I can deal with that long as all my folks is eatin' good Let that channel pass over more than any Easter could I'm on the roll again and I ain't talkin' ecstacy Tell them folks at Interscope they fixin' to write some checks to me Soon as me and Timmy finish up this latest pig schlop Man I think you right, it ain't nothing but some hen??? I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny I'm back off in the saddle with smile and that cajolery Mama always knew how big a stallion I would grow to be Way beyond these suckers both lyrically and vocally I doubted for a moment, now it's clear to me I'm supposed to be An uncanny whit plus a time that is impeccable Make the sharpest cat feel his mind is just a vegetable How does Bubba do it, you won't find it in a manual Confused them all at first so this time is understandable Staring at the ceiling fan, pondering my future now Wondering what the [bad word] to do with all this loot I found Got my tractor polished up and I'm as [bad word] as Cooter Brown Navigating yet another one of Timmy's supersounds I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba