Uh-uh.. wassup ladies?
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Bubba can't forget about y'all..
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[Intro]
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Hey Betty Betty, hush your mouth, let me tell you something
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Hey Betty Betty, this Bubba K, the one your boyfriend bumpin'
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He Betty Betty, understand, see I ain't got no patience
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Hey Betty Betty, get in the truck, lets crank up these relations
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I left yesterday, and I headed straight, up 78, to the A-T-L
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These record sales done paid me well, so I'm smoking good, cant you smell?
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Life is hell, till you drop a gem, now Bubba got hoes, jocking him
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Not cuz he cute, cuz he got that loot, wear polo suits, and that's hot to them
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I see your ass, over at the bar, try your best to fill up that bra
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A double-D, sippin' bubbl-y and you'd give your life just to fuck with me
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Reluctantly I walk on by, I'm not gon' lie, that Betty fine
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But I got to drank, cant even thank, unless I'm tanked, I'm already high
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So let it fly, miss Kimberly, I can see right now you into me
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Im'a holla at you bout 10 till 3, tryin' to switch from Beam to Hennessey
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But you know I cant, so give me Jimmy
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And sit right down till the bottles empty
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Then we cut, but now shut up, old stupid slut, I stated simply
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4 AM, we back in Athens, rollin' balls, and the bitch is laughin'
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Chalk the first one, up to rappin'
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I waited years, but tonight it happen
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[CHORUS]
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Hey Betty Betty, hush your mouth, let me tell you something
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Hey Betty Betty, this Bubba K, the one your boyfriend bumpin
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Hey Betty Betty, understand, see I ain't got no patience
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Hey Betty Betty, get in the truck, lets crank up these relations
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Hey Betty Betty, I'm tryin' to see if you adventurous
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Hey Betty Betty, I only mess with 9's and 10's and up
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Hey Betty Betty, you got some things, I'd love to photograph
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Hey Betty Betty, you heard a while, but you don't know the half
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I missed you Betty, since I last, saw your ass at the Polo Club
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What's the matter, cant show no love?
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I guess you here bout them photos of, you and me on the internet
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Get over there, we ain't finished yet
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I got a new, cam-er-a, miss Pam-el-a, and I'm fin to let
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Bobby introduce you to the helicopter, and when he through
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I bet its clear, why crackers here, ain't trying to hear, another word from you
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I'm certain to, attract a virus, cuz using rubbers, don't excite us
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If you ain't cutting, don't invite us, and I wont return, if you stole the nighters
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Don't deny us, we them boys, talkin' bout you sing with a pretty voice
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Just to fuck, and now your buck, all in my face, you made a shitty choice
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I get it moist every time I touch it, freaky deaky all out in public
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And guess where Mr. Sparxxx erupted?
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In her grill, but still, she loved it
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[CHORUS]
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Now you might see me, ridin' 'Lac, with Rodney Black, on a coochie chase
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Or you might catch me with chunky Shan, at some slightly tan, white groupie's place
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Then booty shake, Betty's got, a special spot in Bubbas heart
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Puttin' cheese to her college degree, but a lot of fleas shake it up for free
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If it was up to me, you'd be with me, sippin' Beam, ridin' in between
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Lagrange and Athens, if you love me, engrave my name on your nipple ring
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I'm spiffy clean, when it comes to females, sex with me only ups your resale
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Blazin' quarters, up to ounces, keep the dimes, they done nixed the Sprewell
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How that weed smell? Oh I know it, that's how these Georgia crackers grow it
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You getting high to every time you blow it, if you feelin' freaky, why won't you show it?
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I don't mind, Shan don't mind, Jed don't mind, WE don't mind
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But if u scared, get on from here, cuz frankly dear, we don't need your kind
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[CHORUS]
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Betty Betty
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Bubba Sparxxx |