Takem To The Water Lyrics by Bubba Sparxxx

Takem To The Water Lyrics

    [Duddy Ken]
    Now truthfully, I believe that I'm the tightest nigga musically
    Usually I wouldn't brag but I've been bustin since my puberty
    In a Cadillac that ride with five guls and they nudity
    You can bring yo' best words, I bet I still outrep you brutally
    Low down dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal side?
    Boy I'm fly-n-tie(?), especially when I let that herbal fly
    Southern fried, cool kid, some of that country culture
    Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for them busters

    [Bubba Sparxxx]
    Shit I'm steppin off in the tunnel with a funnel of Keystone
    Ate a ten-strip of blotter, been wiggin all week long
    Y'all keep on, with that jibbery jabbery slippin out happily
    Expose you pretty hoes with a dose of this hospitality
    Gravity in yo' trunk while yo' producers forgot the bump
    We introduce you to these high hats like that, yo' spot is krunk
    This blunt, I put the fire to, I really do admire you
    But even though Bubba dirty, he certainly fin' to shine too

    [Chorus: Duddy Ken]
    I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
    You're up shit creek without a paddle
    Whatcha gon' do now, grab my pen and slaughter
    Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the water
    I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
    You're up shit creek without a paddle
    Y'all ain't ready (y'all ain't ready)
    Y'all ain't ready - take'm to the water

    [Bubba Sparxxx]
    See momma named me lil' devil, that ain't no relation to Satan
    Ain't got no patience for hatin, I'll be at the station awaitin
    the arrival of that DJ that don't replay unless we pay
    I stormed the beach like D-Day, now that bitch play, when we say
    I'm with D.K., ain't no N.Y., and we been fly, since gin (?)
    Sips bourbon with a twist, Bubba lurkin in your midstWithout my dick perverted this cause y'all was smellin vaginal
    Been bumped wrong, one too many times for actin rational

    [Duddy Ken]
    D.K. I bomb folks, man I throw heat like I was John Smokes
    But mine from a gun though, change yo' name to John Doe
    Shit, have your whole family Mourning like Alonzo
    Then go back to my condo, so I can let my kind grow
    Is you blind folk? Why you can't see bigger thangs?
    Don't rup on this stage, cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga mayn
    And my mob ain't either, don't make me have to play a song
    with my lil' chrome heater, bet that and (?) punk nigga
    Now get it get it crunk, like jumpoffs, B.K. they trippin
    I'm fin' to go on and take one of they lumps off, cause I ain't slippin
    Just hippin you to this real shit, so get in where you fit
    Sittin on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin' to throw a fit
    From A.T.H. to Atlanta, Louisiana, Savannah
    Sippin gin and Tropicana while Georgia play Alabama
    Might stumble over a freestyle and pick up like a scanner
    Turn the mics off lost, somebody call the light boss

    [Chorus]

    [Bubba Sparxxx]
    Aww shit
    Boy I'm out here chasin daddy lucid, shit Satan produced it
    Switched from duce-duces to substance abuse nuisance
    Fuckin these loose gooses, raw dick, we all sick
    I'm goin skinny dippin after y'all hit (aww shit)
    That country fuckin Bubba hit his head and lost his mind
    Eight grand for a Roley? That only just bought you time
    I'm in line waitin to grind, it's too cloudy for me to shine
    I'ma keep this bitch krunk, get rowdy, while you recline
    And in time, I'ma jump this fuckin ship, and run and get
    my crown in every town, I lay it down, when I spit
    This shit, is so much more than white folks and white thangs
    or black folks and black thangs, just bounce if the track bangs
    You lack game, Bubba got that shit goin two for fifty
    Communicatin cool with them country folk, strictly
    Just hit me, on the beep, whenever, cause I don't sleep
    Two thousand, every week, take a peep, before you leap

    [Chorus] - repeat 2X

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