I Call Everybody Bubba
Grew up on the Southside
I been sippin' kryptonite
I been smokin' on the fuckin' Michigan, it gets me high
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
Pick up the phone, call up my folk
Tell 'em this year we want all of the smoke
'Cause she told me I should follow my nose
To a house on the hill with a whole lot of hoes
Whole lot of blow, eyes in the sky again
I'm drippin' wet from the woman I'm divin' in
Man, my pupils are the size of a dime again
This ain't the shit that's gon' fuck up my sinuses
Whoo! Forgive me I'm sippin'
If I could change, wouldn't live any different
Don't be confused from the shit that I'm sippin'
I swear that my only addiction is women
Ha, to the daylight, have you ever got stuck on a late night?
Have you ever got drunk at a grave site?
Jumped in the water full of them great whites?
Dear Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
Thought I had some partners that had overdosed
Had some homies that sold their soul
Lot of heartbreaks on these roads I've rolled
Lord, I know, both eyes closed
I still see the seeds I've sown
These demons won't leave my home
I just wanna be alone
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I am from the south, so mama I been sippin' kryptonite
But I been blowin' on that fuckin' Michigan, it gets me high
Lately, we been shakin' it
Bad bitches been bangin'
Them games so fucking cold, I should take this shit to a stadium
Baby, can you feel it? Baby, don't get no realer
I told scary passed the killer, this is not that Reggie Miller, swish
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I been sippin' kryptonite
I been smokin' on the fuckin' Michigan, it gets me high
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
Pick up the phone, call up my folk
Tell 'em this year we want all of the smoke
'Cause she told me I should follow my nose
To a house on the hill with a whole lot of hoes
Whole lot of blow, eyes in the sky again
I'm drippin' wet from the woman I'm divin' in
Man, my pupils are the size of a dime again
This ain't the shit that's gon' fuck up my sinuses
Whoo! Forgive me I'm sippin'
If I could change, wouldn't live any different
Don't be confused from the shit that I'm sippin'
I swear that my only addiction is women
Ha, to the daylight, have you ever got stuck on a late night?
Have you ever got drunk at a grave site?
Jumped in the water full of them great whites?
Dear Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
Thought I had some partners that had overdosed
Had some homies that sold their soul
Lot of heartbreaks on these roads I've rolled
Lord, I know, both eyes closed
I still see the seeds I've sown
These demons won't leave my home
I just wanna be alone
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I am from the south, so mama I been sippin' kryptonite
But I been blowin' on that fuckin' Michigan, it gets me high
Lately, we been shakin' it
Bad bitches been bangin'
Them games so fucking cold, I should take this shit to a stadium
Baby, can you feel it? Baby, don't get no realer
I told scary passed the killer, this is not that Reggie Miller, swish
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
This that southern slippin' pimpin' shit we used to listen to
Men don't talk about men, that's what bitches do
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
I call everybody Bubba
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Writer(s): Stuart Stapleton, Jason De Ford, Matthew Eric Wallace
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