Tch, tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Shit I ain't choose to rhyme
So I hit the track runnin'
Yo' album droppin' this summer?
Cause this is Bubba's moment
I call my girlfriends Betty's
I giggle outside the booth
Just let me sell fifty million
Is just admit you love me
But now it's gettin' ugly
It's gon' get ugly in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Cause y'all been bullshittin'
Spittin' that booty chatter
Out here for two days and
So this the jimmy talkin'
You hear that beat don'tcha?
That's just Timmy talkin'
Let's be honest none of us
So let's just cut it loose
Forget what we discussin'
Cause I'm a fuckin' legend
It's gon' get ugly in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Now this thang is jumpin'
If you ain't tryin' to live
And if you feelin' brave then
Better sport that thong proud
And if you finally breathin'
I know you had a long drought
Don't worry about the law
I had to crank couldn'ta done
And if Bubba dies tonight
It's gon' get ugly in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
(It's gon' get ugly in here)
Thcka, thcka, thcka, thcka
"Holla ain't no stoppin' me
"Holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so, don't copy me"