Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Bubba

It's the dippy dippy don, now you that
Let's take it back, where the Tim the bird at?
I got shit here to you down on twelve-pack
Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a twenty
c'mon c'mon, we ballin' y'all
Where my cats you feel me at?
Alla y'all, and when we that
They finally let the and the pan
Hit us all some cash
Let me get to Virginia, link up with

Now I'm bustin' ass
Now they callin' me the Man
I'ma shit it sick like,
And there is one thing to
know what it is and Petey is the one I am
Spit what I spit 'cause I give a damn
Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue
On some durag, it's to be the all that is
New broad, new day, new cars, new deal
Hey

Hey, baby
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, bubba
We lost the music
Hey, baby
If y'all feel it let me you say
Hey, bubba
Well, he me in my van
The gun men forward

Check me out in my black dippin' on that man, who that be?
Timbaland, now haters get at me
Just because we brothers dippin' in the fly ride
We don't care though, nigga we three fly guys
All up in local mall pickin' all your local broads
Holla, if you get into a local brawl
We the in-timidators, y'all
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't it

Low hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire,
What y'all need to do is throw that up, shit up
For the cool with Tequila in the gut
What y'all know about them Southern girls with big butts?
What y'all know about them buckshots bustin a truck?
Yeah, yeah, that's Southern hospitality
The come of the me, the of the Pete
The come of the 'goo, the of the G

Hey, baby
If feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
We the music selector
Hey, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
Well, he me in my van
The gun men forward

Mag, spit it I die fucker
You your label kissin' ass like a damn sucker
Meanwhile, Mag in Virginia in some shoes watchin' the news
Do my album I'm ready, tell my label to Sue
If I got it get 'em, it's cornered and sell some Vodafone
N-Y to floater while I'm humpin' your
Stayin' in the French and listen to Juvenile
I that South shit, all my niggaz is wild
You gotta come up a new plan, I'm sayin man

South boys fuckin' playin', check them
This week got OutKast and No in Eightball
Scarface, Ludacris and Mob, uh
We do it country 'cause we proud of shit
All those that wanna hate on can eat a dick
I a thug and I ain't tryna be
They tryna take my love man and it me

Hey, bubba
If y'all feel it let me you say
Hey, baby
We lost the selector
Hey, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
Well, he me in my van
The gun men forward

Hey, baby
If y'all it let me hear you say
Hey, baby
We lost the selector
Hey, bubba
If y'all feel it let me you say
Hey, baby
Well, he me in my van
The gun men forward