Bubba Sparxxx

Bubba Sparxxx - Infected lyrics

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[Bubba Sparxxx]

Hahahahahahah! Don't be scared of me

Come on over here and let Bubba infect you

Uhh, uhh

From the slums the East of Athens to the plains in North LaGrange

Bubba K can stumble drunk up on any porch I hang

Smokin all sources dank - from Jimmy Shwagger to Cambud

And I'm chasin Jim Beam, we keep stallin until my time's up

Line up lames it's time for your vaccination

Be glad you been infected, accept it, congratulations

I got platinum asperations but fear's my motivation

I'ma wait in my time to shine but daily I grow impatient

Strictly for procreation, I need to plant my seeds

Since these bitches won't cut I'll rely on my hand to breathe

Fuckin this Cantonese, Betty named Tamberly

and her four older sisters 'til the blisters began to bleed

They probably'll banish me for spittin in how I'm live it

But I'm still with my tongue out - flickin it like a lizard

Bubba like chicken gizzards; fried in Southern pride

Man go on and drink dat beer but you know I'ma funnel mine

[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx]

Now you could shoot it in yo' veins or shoot it up straight to yo' brain

You could smoke it out a bowl or get a blunt and roll it swole

Lo and behold boy you should've done injected

Cause if you ride with me I'ma get you so infected

Now you could hit that Betty raw or bust a load off in her jaw

You could place it where she doo doo, or even lick her poo doo

See I don't care what you do, just don't leave her neglected

Cause if you fall asleep I'ma get her so infected!

[Bubba Sparxxx]

I just got off the phone with God, he said - I know this might seem odd

But Bubba I really need you, these preachers ain't doin they job

So travel to Cape Cod, buy a thousand sheets of acid

and distribute it witcho' album, no doubt that'll be a classic

Dude lockin up every fashion, whether it's dope from weed to coke

from heroin to X, so next we needin a boat

Off the coast of eastern Georgia for two hundred keys of snort

For them heavy reefer chiefers, the five was trees to blow

They count on me fo' sho', if you fronted I'm goin the low

Man I'm from who did it though, but it's funny, cause no one sold it

But now that Bubba hold it I'm certain they gon' disperse it

The rural parts the suburbs, I know that may seem absurd

But long ago when I heard they meet the urban people

They play by ears for years now my folks deserve some equal

Affection from this infection that gives our foundation

The same blood the same drugs equals a proud nation

[Chorus]

[Bubba Sparxxx]

Shit I probably know what you thankin when yo' legs get wobbly drankin

(Bubba K got it hard!) That's when they found yo' body stankin

And you won't be body linkin, what you thought I was from N'Sync?

I'm a country muh'fucker who ain't changed my clothes in six weeks

Runnin with a thick fleet, of hungry Caucasoids

The type when you see us in the club actin up y'all avoid

Call your boys I got boys from Westpoint to Nelly B

Yeah I run with black folks too and they do carry heat

Plus I fuck with smelly freaks and I think they pussy very sweet

The fine Betty Betty with double D's and sexy feet

On coke or ecstasy, down here we call 'em Beanie Babies

She was sensitive to the touch so when we fuck I mean it's gravy

but I ain't seen her lately - I been too busy chasin patients

We gon' shoot a movie next just so yo' ass can play the hatin

If the livest in yo' faction tellin me where the mic's at

He won't never rap again and he might not ever get his pride back

[Chorus x2]

[Bubba Sparxxx]

Exactly like that

Now we all infected..

Now yo' life's the same as mine

And my life's the same as yours

We all standin in the same, same shit..

I thank God and Khalifani

Anybody else got infected, or willin to be infected

Nonsense.. Bubba Sparxxx

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