Paroles de la chanson I Call Everybody Bubba par Jelly Roll
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Paroles de la chanson I Call Everybody Bubba par Jelly Roll
Grew up on the south side
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 my 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
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 my 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
Woo, 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 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 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
If I could change, wouldn't live any different
Don't be confused from the shit that I'm sippin'
I swear 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 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
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' those games so 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
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
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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