Bubba Sparxxx - Kuntry Folks lyrics

I might talk slow But i'm feelin fine Cus them kuntry folks sho can ryme Ain't got no eyes Cause without it I shine And them kuntry folks sho can ryme All ahead And i'll let me loose And i'm doin just what they thought i'd do With a 5th of beam And an 8th of rogue N' i'm outa control You should of brought me two I started you With them heated vocals Don't you cross them weeded locals My niese on wall street With a ball creek N' it's all sweepers Yall weakers Comin through Sunday oot Yall dummies too Don't complain Just know you wrong Gotta ask the playa whats going on I sold my soul For a "G" advance Some white and a quarter N' some peter pan Now broke again ????? A ????? N' we out of jail Gonna need a chance Can't give a damn ????? That time of night Shinnin light In the southern sky Plus i'm high Singing these BACKWARDS lullaby I nullify your whole existance In an instance With no resistance ????? Bubba K Don't know what to say Till I smoke him senseless ????? On the discovery channel At 3am Life is ????? country bum ????? But we ain't them Got all blazed ????? Jumped in made the water muddy These kuntry folks sure can rhyme It's our time Keep snoozing buddie I ain't got no home No blow, no doh But got a lot of game to spit at your hoe Pitbull cadillack four-door Steppin out the back with a cream Polo The Mack tight With a bang for the act rite ????? Couldn't find a phillie blunt better packed tight ????? blow like the wind Kuntry folks do kuntry things Why yall gotta be knocking me I'm on the thang till the ????? grain Gittin foul blitzed ????? With a box of sweats Automatic from the stattic Back seat beautiful chick with bad rabbits-(should be habbits) ????? ????? Wanna get crunk Ima cranke up with ya Wanna rap i'll give it to ya D to the U double D Y Kin Fakin rock-steady like the ????? With the gift to gab Bubba done laugh Chompin up trash ????? ????? Chrome As the spot wears on ????? ????? Please don't make me say it twice ATH GA baby Yall lil n***as better play it rite Now what it is Tell me what it gonna be How you gonna do it Cus im down to die I'm a Georgia hawse slap dooer dog Who might talk slow but shure can rhyme