Bubba Sparxxx

Bubba Sparxxx - The 1st Whutchacallit lyrics

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[Bubba Sparxxx]

Uh-huh, uh-huh

That fish, that money, Bubba Sparxxx..

Uhh



Now allow me to present the very first resident

of this millenium mindframe, no angel but heaven-sent

So make a print on this landscape and when it's little as a handshake

I convince you to think of Bubba as yo' brother the color of mayonnaise

We lockin up these airwaves from LaGrange to that staircase

and your projects up in Queens with no budgets nothin but dreams

I consume me a couple of Beams now I'm feelin like life is wonderful

Got me seein past the lies that otherwise make me uncomfortable

I'm peepin out this jungle full of snakes, tigers and elephants

All huntin the same prey but the chase got them all negligent

And Betty looks so elegent but our motive's dirty like sediments

It takes more to make Bubba sway to slick talk at handsome measurements

Fuck it I'm turnin celibate - nah, I'm only playin

If yo' lady listenin now, takin her on home but she stayin

I bet y'all think he playin when he tellin y'all he the first

whutchacallit, alcoholic, with that 32-gallon thrist



[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx]

Who was the first whutchacallit?  Actin foolish at yo' function

The first whutchacallit - tryin out yo' daughter's suction

The first whutchacallit - lookin clean and still stankin

The first whutchacallit - in your head has gotcha thinkin

I'm the first whutchacallit - spinnin frequent in yo' city

The first whutchacallit - every weekend gettin shitty

The first whutchacallit - ridin chrome just because

I'm the first whutchacallit - with some nuts all in my drawers



[Bubba Sparxxx]

You probably saw me out in Kaia lit pushin up on Mya

When the vibe ask her why I bet she say that I'm a liar

But I feel like I'm that fire and these bitches share that sentiment

My project's in the woods scarin like the Blair Witch with

Flippin it, from one roll to another head then cut her 

in the back, another knack, now picture that with out a rubber

Out the cutter twistin green, listenin to what you seen

That slick shit you spit get nada, not a fuckin thing

Fuckin Queens small time but mostly it's just bear holes

and assholes with Aloe but I guess you know how that goes

I'm shallow for now, but wait a second, it gets deeper

I'm through cryin over her cause after this shit I want neither

I'm off the meter totin heaters cause you showed me that's the sensity

A country Caucasoid talkin noise cause it's my destiny

What you thought it was ain't nothin like what it is

From the swats up to your neck, got every cent bumpin in



[Chorus]



[Bubba Sparxxx]

Hey man forgive me if the thought of Bubba woke you from yo' sleep

But next time, get that phlegm up out your throat before you speak

Why won't you just compete instead of mumblin petty shit?

Or let me visit witcho' gul to see how wet that Betty get

Very sick how I spit, next let's hit the next millenium

I'm fuckin with the best, then I kill the rest, I pity 'em

Oh Bubba K's the silly one - hmm, that Sparxxx my interest

We lose so many units that the fuckin charts exempt us

For me to guard is endless, got me tryna get some ice

So I can see the pray to Christ, cause right now I'm hatin life

I won't never take advice so let me be to find myself

And even though I can't see I beg you Lord for helpin well

And whoever else that felt my plight, I hope you take flight

The flaws, snappin jaws, no applause, exit stage right

From daylight to the day gone if you ain't wrong stay strong

And show these fuckin faggots seven figures they can hate on



[Chorus]



Whutchacallit, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up

Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up boy, get yo' ass up



[Chorus]



.. Like that, 9-6, (?)

.. Bubba K, Khalifani on the beat

.. Rip the face off of this bitch

.. G.A. mob up in this bitch, like that

.. Baby give me love





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