In The Mudd

[Intro: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub

(Told ya, told ya, told ya)

[Pre-Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

Hey Betty

It's my birthday

Please let me (Told ya)

It's my birthday (What)

She ready (We ain't stoppin' now)

It's my birthday

And you know I'm just full of shit (Ya'll don't know)

It ain't my birthday (Come on)

[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

You can find me in the mud

If you huntin' Bubs

Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh)

I'm in to what it is

I ain't into what it was

So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud (Come on)

You can find me in the mud

If you huntin' Bubs

Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge

I'm in to what it is

I ain't into what it was

So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud

[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

When I pull up out front, they see that Grand Marn' mix

When I roll twenty deep bet I am with some hicks

Betty know I run with Tim, so she focused on my nuts

When you sound like Outkast then them hoes they wanna cut

Lil' buddy ain't nothin' changed, y'all down us up

Rico Wade in the cut, tell 'em hush that fuss up (Come on)

You hear me talk, you might mistake me as just country and slow (Say what?)

But it's been a year dog, I should get twenty a show (Woo)

Since I gave 'em a sample that they remember me for

This time I want the crown and all contenders should know

That I will wage war on any front, from the flow

From aura and persona to money and hoes

From interviews to interludes, X pills to quaaludes

Belvy to Bud Lights, slapped both so they sued (Whoa)

Whatever you say, do

If ballin' is what makes you the king

Then there's no amount of flossin' that I can't do

(Yeah Bubba, hey, talk greezy to 'em man, talk greezy to 'em)

[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

You can find me in the mud

If you huntin' Bubs

Just get it on off your chest (Oh) if you really got a grudge (Oh)

I'm in to what it is

I ain't into what it was

So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud (Oh)

You can find me in the mud

If you huntin' Bubs

Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh)

I'm in to what it is

I ain't into what it was

So don't give me mug (Oh), unless it's full of Bud

[Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

Say the sky ain't blue, say the South ain't New

Say I looked you in the eyes, lied and said that ain't you

Look at how I came through sippin' Sour Mash

Yeah the gauge in the trunk but I'll just whip a cowards ass (Woo)

How the hell you ask me if I'm gonna abandon

This country shit now that I'm already settin' the standard

Buddy I was country way before the shit was cool

Still swimmin' in the pond, it's too late to get a pool (Aiight)

And I really to say that goin' gold is like tying

But I don't feel like I've won even though I'm not cryin'

But this time I pledge to bring that fire, fire

Me doin' me, now what I think you might buy

If any of the country boys is feelin' you man

Grown men get it done, lil' children complain

They call it hick-hop, cool, I'll be that

And they know where the fuck they can find me at

[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx (Timbaland)]

You can find me in the mud (Oh)

If you huntin' Bubs

Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh)

I'm in to what it is (Oh)

I ain't into what it was

So don't give me mug (Oh), unless it's full of Bud (Oh)

You can find me in the mud

If you huntin' Bubs (You can find us in the mud right now)

Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh)

I'm in to what it is

I ain't into what it was (You ain't never heard a mixtape like this)

So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud

[Outro: Timbaland]

Let me talk to ya

My vicious rhyme is so unique

Shady, 50, Dre brings the heat

Jimmy Iovine he directs the fleet

Ha

Between all of us, how can y'all compete?

Oh, oh, oh

It's your birthday

We gone party like it's your birthday

Beat Club, New South, yeah

Let you cowards know what it's about ma

Mudd Katz

Bubba your chin strapped, put your mouth piece in

Ow

It's time to kick off

Yeah

World premiere, world premiere, world premiere

Heavy Hitters

Like that y'all