Lovely

But Bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there
Please don't think of me as a chauvinist

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
Bring it back
Gimme a minute, gimme a minute, gimme a minute, trust me
Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it
'Cause that little groupie out anyhow
That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on
Now that that's clear, where the vodka at?
Just gimme a minute
Tell Jed hold my phone calls
Got interracial sense but I'm devilish
Just gimme a minute

Just gimme a minute
Just gimme a minute
I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute
Let's keep this thang movin' okay bud?
'Cause we all up in they grill like breakers
Here it comes again

Now say what? I can see why they gon' hate us
Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair

I'll be takin' drunkard to Stonewall
Just gimme a minute
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

That's why when you call us you hang up
Tryin' to help 'em so I gotta get more dough, oh no
And Betty when I aim I never miss, tell 'em this
I'm a be a-ight just trust me
Just gimme a minute
Just gimme a minute
She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone
Think he got a big dick but he can't fuck
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
I could a done it shit I'm fuckin' with Timmy now
Bubba don't run with no lame ducks
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
I'm a be a-ight just trust me
Come on, come on

Met this little Betty through Demon Jones
You heard Get Right I done told y'all, don't stall
If I had her it just would a been in and out
Just gimme a minute
I betcha every thing will turn out lovely
I ain't too far removed from the hobos
That's why forever Ralph Lauren's my passion, ask him
Just gimme a minute
But I am on fire and I'm knowin' this, blowin' this
Got them hoes stuck listenin' motionless
That's Timmy's Bentley dawg get your own toy
I'm a be a-ight just trust me

And as far as ladies go J lockin' that

He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl
Man that shit ain't really happen, I thought it up, call her up

Bubba K done got in the zone boy
All on the charts, how you got there?
Fuck weak cash, I get mine on the slow roll
And she love to slurp it up till the semen's gone
Just gimme a minute

Back in that Escalade, we spinnin' out, women shout
Just gimme a minute
I'm a be a-ight just trust me
Just gimme a minute
Just gimme a minute
I'm a be a-ight just trust me
Just gimme a minute

Now you lookin' through receipts tryin' to audit her?
Beat Club eleven thou' is the logo
All types of kinky little fetishes, all stimulants and all sedatives
Just think, it was you that she bought it for
Just gimme a minute
Whole landscape to fragments and yeah you heard right I'm in Athens
Can't hardly keep up with these fashions
Gimme a minute, gimme a minute, lovely
Boy you ain't blowin' nuttin' but hot air
And I just shot a load on that same slut
I'm a be a-ight just trust me
Don't I look extra slick in this Nautica?
I'm a be a-ight just trust me