- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Warren Mathis
 - Tim Mosley
 
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Bubba Sparxxx - Hey lyrics
Yeah, I'm a country boy but I'm a player too
 All up in your city flexin' down the avenue
 But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do
 At least that you could do is gimme a lil' gratitude
 Hey, everybody wanna say hey, Timmy
 Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey
 And I really hate it came to this
 How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
 I came to do two things, kick some ass
 And drink some cold beer and I'm almost out of beer
 Looky here, we damned if every other year
 He ain't stumble back in, Bubba, baby, that's him
 I love me some me and I don't mind you
 Shoot ya move dog, we lovin' whatcha tryin'a do
 Just do it over there, I feel some kinda away
 I guess what I'm tryin'a say is I ain't got no time to play
 I might could die today, I might just live forever
 I done endured being poor but being rich is better
 From that dirt road in La Grange, I did came
 A long way, we can do this all day
 Yeah, I'm a country boy but I'm a player too
 All up in your city flexin' down the avenue
 But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do
 At least that you could do is gimme a lil' gratitude
 Hey, everybody wanna say hey
 Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey
 And I really hate it came to this
 How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
 Hey, everybody wanna say, hey
 Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey
 And I really hate it came to this
 How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
 Ain't no excuses, just gotta be more the shit
 Than I already was and that's unfortunate
 For all these babblers, still booty chatterers
 This what a rapper was supposed to be and that's what's up
 Bubba Sparxxx - Hey - http://motolyrics.com/bubba-sparxxx/hey-lyrics.html
 Country this, yeah, yeah, country that
 I'm a country cat, it's just a fact, can't run from that
 Keep high, a bunch out back, now watch the money stack
 Hide in the hay, in the barn out on the farm
 I can charm, the fangs off a cotton mouth
 Right there by my house way down in the south
 Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, it would appear, no
 Girl who's that zero, holla at the hero, y'all
 Yeah, I'm a country boy but I'm a player too
 All up in your city flexin' down the avenue
 But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do
 At least that you could do is gimme a lil' gratitude
 Hey, everybody wanna say, hey
 Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey
 And I really hate it came to this
 How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
 Hey, everybody wanna say, hey
 Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey
 And I really hate it came to this
 How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
 Yeah, yeah, it's Bubba K, I plans to give 'em hell
 Yes Sir, I did my thang and I did it well
 I walk the walk baby and all that daddy tells
 I ain't even noticed my skin, damn, is it pale
 Oh, well, I guess that how it go
 Now I know, movin' right along on down the row
 Another good morning, another breath of air
 Dude, I don't ask for much, still I got blessings everywhere
 And I ain't scared to share, you can have my last
 But you ever diss on me and mine that's yo ass
 You hear that thang beatin', Timmy still speakin'
 That's how real I keep it, everything else our little secret, whoa
 Yeah, I'm a country boy but I'm a player too
 All up in your city flexin' down the avenue
 But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do
 At least that you could do is gimme a lil' gratitude














