Hootnanny

[Hook: Justin Timberlake & Timbaland]

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]

Now I done banged a heap of +Betties+ in various modes of transport

And told them there's the exit, be sure that they close the damn door

The quiet country types is usually those I scam for

Some scared at first, but usually those demand more

Really ain't conceited, I just call myself the cutter bug

A horny little parasite that all these women love to love

Tell you what it is today, I ain't concerned with what it was

Bubba fittin to get it done, I put that on my brother Russ

Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, just a whisperin

Bubba so psst psst, knowin that I'm listenin

I ain't got a chain, boy my pecker's all that's glistenin

What ya'll steamin on folk, ya'll in need of discipline

I ain't leavin nothin, this the house me and my people built

Huggin me and dappin me, buddy I can see your guilt

It's cold when you're wrong and you lookin like you need a quilt

Ya'll matter less everytime this margarita tip

[Hook: Justin Timberlake & Timbaland]

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

[Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx]

A lot of ya'll was thinkin that Bubba would probably disappear

Get some show money from "Ugly" and buy a keg of beer

Add another pig to give my other pigs some company

Rent a doublewide and just live it out in luxury

In due time, but there's business left to tend to

I need another farm to bequeath my next of kin to

And another track before my great aunt Missy

Yeah I've been drinkin but I ain't that pissy

Thinkin back to when my daddy told me what it's all about

He said "no matter what I do in life, some of ya'll pout"

I can deal with that long as all my folks is eatin good

Let that chowder pass over more than any Easter could

I'm on the roll again and I ain't talkin ecstacy

Tell them folks at Interscope they fittin to write some checks to me

Soon as me and Timmy finish up this latest pig schlop

Man I think you right, it ain't nothin but some hick-hop

[Hook: Justin Timberlake & Timbaland]

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

[Verse 3: Bubba Sparxxx]

I'm back off in the saddle with that smile and that cajolery

Momma always knew how big a stallion I would grow to be

Way beyond these suckers both lyrically and vocally

I doubted for a moment, now it's clear to me I'm supposed to be

An uncanny wit plus a time that is impeccable

Make the sharpest cat feel his mind is just a vegetable

How does Bubba do it, you won't find it in a manual

Confused them all at first, so this time is understandable

Starin at the ceiling fan, ponderin my future now

Wonderin what the hell to do with all this loot I found

Got my tractor polished up and I'm as drunk as Cooter Brown

Navigatin yet another one of Timmy's super sounds

[Hook: Justin Timberlake & Timbaland]

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls can like my rhymes

You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine

Guess what, boy! I don't really give a hootnanny

[Outro: Justin Timberlake]

Hootnanny!

Hootnanny!

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