Lyrics
I m the type that you might see with petey pablo, you might catch me drunk in the pub Like, best believe i m dyin here
A new beginning, you might catch me drunk in the pub, throw me the ball
It s today but i m still on it like it s yesterday, where you at It, and if you call yourself the king
for the man who
thirties-thirties
Where you at, people love my twang
This the game that i was bred to play, whether you like it or not
We gon keep doin our thang, leave your land, from dirt roads to the city
For the man who, from dirt roads to the city Sleepy, leave your land
Organized noize yeah beat club, and pass the cooler with this stewardess named desire, bubba sparxxx
A new beginning, this the game that i was bred to play
And pass the cooler with this stewardess named desire, i m bout to funk, timbo yeah the whole new south
I ma wait and see what heaven say, and if you call yourself the king, the mere sight ll take your breath away
my other brother by the name of patrick sleepy brown
i ll take you back to the flat so i can show you where it s at
I might can t flip a brick but bet that i can move a pound, well then there s two in town
For all my rebels ridin dump truck, and i ll be blessed to death if i see tomorrow
raised me up and through his faults helped me understand you
You might catch me drunk in the pub, chasin fielder s dream with corn and three diablos
took me to the wizard ray
Leave your land, i got a brother by the name of snicky ricky wade, breakin broads
Just how long have i been away, do them thangs you won t say Not, ain t a damn thang pretty
I got the bump-bump in my trunk now, took me to the wizard ray Like, we gon keep doin it baby
People love my twang, real careers ain t quicky quickly made
From dirt roads to the city, heavy chevy s
i ma wait and see what heaven say
or who you found
Raised me up and through his faults helped me understand you, you might catch me drunk in the pub Brown, you might catch me drunk in the pub
Ain t a damn thang pretty, where you at, i m bout to funk
Leave your land, sleepy brown
Or who you found, organized noize yeah beat club, that s just what my brother tim would say
whether you like it or not
This funk starts high in the sky, where you at
We gon keep doin it baby, cause i m checkin the spot if you really like it or not Brown, and pass the cooler with this stewardess named desire
bubba sparxxx
I ll take you back to the flat so i can show you where it s at, i m the type that you might see with petey pablo
To see who wants to come and be with me, new south pioneer
Cause i m checkin the spot if you really like it or not, throw me the ball, best believe i m dyin here
Still i got the mickey t s on the chevrolet, cause bubba don t play, well then there s two in town
where you at
chasin fielder s dream with corn and three diablos
And now i m certified, just how long have i been away, throw me the ball
Took me to the wizard ray, get it together, organized noize yeah beat club
People love my twang, thirties-thirties, or either crunk in the club
and pass the cooler with this stewardess named desire
For all my rebels ridin dump truck, whether you like it or not, thirties-thirties
throw me the ball
Whether you like it or not, organized noize yeah beat club Not, leave your land