[Bubba] Feel me
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[Timbaland]
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Uhh!.. Uhh!
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C'mon, c'mon, ah c'mon, ah c'mon
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Catch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your momma's house
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In your daughter's guts, or just spazzin out
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Me and Bubba know what the hell we talkin 'bout
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Pickin up Betty's like they was beans and brussel sprouts
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We got the clout to make you bounce a little
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We got the clout to make you down this pickle, until you gettin tickled
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C'mon Bubba let's surround this biddle
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While you work the back bit Timbaland work the middle
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Uh-oh, uh-oh! I see ya see ya smile
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Uh-oh, uh-oh! Down comes your blouse
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Timb' been around 'em all
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From white to black, even magnoli-all
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To hit 'em in project halls
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In back of the streets maybe right in front of y'all (ha ha ha)
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Timb' and Bubba is a problem y'all
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It's like hip-hop, meets effin Tim McGraw
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We two fools and don't take no mess
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Bitch lumber logs just to work the chest
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He's country finest, I'm country best
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Puttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now c'mon
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[Chorus 2X: Timbaland]
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Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see you drop it
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Work the middle, work the middle, let me see you pop it
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Go on! Witcha bad self
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C'mon! Witcha bad self
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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I brought enough with me to start this bitch a college fund
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Fitted Boy and Polo, and she ain't even got a son
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Timmy kind of shy, told me to tell you drop it some
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Here Betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done
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You can shake for dem but bet that you don't profit none
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I got a coochie fart fetish, baby pop me one
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While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum
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I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs
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Uh-oh, uh-oh! Why they all on Timmy?
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Uh-oh, uh-oh! Ten grand is all they give me
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Still got a grand left, can I let my hand rest
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right there on your damn chest, fondlin your tan breast
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I might just snap back and cuss a broad
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But this bitch is truly blessed so I must applaud
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In and out of every club in less than a hour
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Sprinkle on a little Pervis like I'm fresh out the shower
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Ohhhh! And rest assured Timmy runnin with Bubba
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We gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each other
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And we'll probably do the same thang next Monday evening
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I gotta ride this Bentley home cause Timmy's out so we leavin, now
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[Chorus]
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[female singer]
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I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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[Timbaland]
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I'm comin baby as fast as I can
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So while you're waitin won'tcha go 'head and talk to my man, uh
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[female singer]
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I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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[Bubba]
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Thank you Timmy, I don't mind yo' sloppy seconds
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But when I send her back to you I bet we both infected
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[female singer]
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I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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[Timbaland]
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Bubba won'tcha just do what I tell ya
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She got some good snapper (yes she do) damnit didn't I tell ya?
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[female singer]
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I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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Come up here and rub up on my thigh.. Won't you put in my mouth, won't you put in my mouth?
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[Bubba]
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Now, that's what I'm talkin 'bout!
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[Chorus - 1.5X]
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Twerk A Little
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Bubba Sparxxx |