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Let that water cleanse yo' mind |
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Feel it tricklin down yo' spine |
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It's all about the wills and won'ts, do's and don'ts |
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And the price they'll pay to shine |
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[bubba sparxxx] |
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Now i done came a ways up this long road |
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In spite of the lies that y'all told |
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Believe me these folks is all cold |
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From the polo club to paul doe |
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They all know bubba ya boy who cut her without a rubber |
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But you couldn't look past my skin |
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So me and ken wrote about the water |
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Now it's true i babble on about blotter and tales of beanstalks |
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But peep it it ain't no secret i'm reachin beyond that cheap talk |
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Cause we fought battles and this water make yo' trunk rattle |
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So if it's beef you searchin fo' i run with poachers who hunt cattle |
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And it don't matter, if you crunk in the club, or drunk in the pub |
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Bring that notion to my ocean boy you sunk in a sub |
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I'm crumblin buds of homegrown, ponderin shit that's gone wrong |
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But **** it it ain't productive to dwell on somethin that's lone gone |
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My dome's blown, from twenty plus years of experimentin |
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With whatever drug you pedalin, from acid coke to heroin |
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But lately i've been settlin for liquor and herbal treats |
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I want the money, the hoes, and the house on myrtle beach |
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[chorus] |
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Let that water cleanse yo' mind |
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Feel it tricklin down yo' spine |
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It's all about the wills and won'ts, do's and don'ts |
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And the price they'll pay to shine |
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Let that water cleanse yo' mind |
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I pray it opens up your eyes |
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Cause can't nobody call, tomorrow at all |
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So we live for the present time |
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[bubba sparxxx] |
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Next time you in the a-t-l get on 85 south and travel |
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Sixty miles to legrange, but watch yo' chrome off on that gravel |
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Then mount your horse and saddle cause you in the country now |
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The birthplace of bubba 'kay now leave before the sun is down |
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It's funny how you look at us as nothin more than crumbs of dust |
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That's scattered on your wall when just like y'all in guns we trust |
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Run with us for bout a week, let us teach you how to speak |
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With this jazzy rural grammar to get them hoes up out they seat |
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Bouncin beats all down the street out them buicks on chrome'n'blades |
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And even though it's christmas day we still eatin on foamy plates |
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Ain't nuttin, we gon' be straight whether you accept us or decline us |
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I ain't baby, shan ain't mannie - but i still feel we +big tymers+ |
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Them classics all designers, unforgiven and livin |
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Like today is forever cause tomorrow is for the vision |
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Based on optimism and honestly i can't see it |
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I'ma crank it up tonight if tomorrow comes so be it |
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[chorus] |
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[bubba sparxxx] |
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Man i'm feelin day to day, on dope quotes |
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Ridin a boat that hope floats |
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With an entourage of po' folks |
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Who smoke dope but don't cope |
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I swear to y'all i won't croak, before this dream is realized |
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No confederates in this settlement but trust me the south will rise |
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It ain't even about the rap shit, we already mastered that shit |
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All the water in this well's for country folks who never had shit |
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Did you know they closin down the only factory in this town? |
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But still you got the nerve to say it's plenty work to go around |
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I asked the lord to hold me down 'til i find me some distribution |
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He kept me up for seven nights then finally hit me with this solution |
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As a result of this pollution it seems my water is now valued |
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At twenty dollars a jug, so yessir, we puttin it out soon |
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But in the form of loud tunes to soothe your troubled heart |
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What many call salvation is really just bubba sparxxx |
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So when i'm easin up them charts, say thank you cause this for y'all |
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Pay the price, live your life, and that money, get it all |
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[chorus] |
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If you need to bathe, then bathe |
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And if you want to drink, come on and drink |
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From this well |
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[chorus] |
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.. bubba sparxxx, huh, big shan, j.j., southwestern clay |
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.. collabo, two geezy, huh, y'all hurtin for this |
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.. huh, you need it, bubba |
