Hootnanny lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Hootnanny lyrics (feat. Justin Timberlake) [Justin:] I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny [Bubba:] Now I done banged a heap of Betties in various modes of transport N told them as they exit be sure that they close the damn door The quiet country types is usually those I m scared for ?? Some scared at first, but usually those demand more Really ain t conceited, I just call myself the cutterbug A horny little parasite that all the women love to love Tell you what it is today, I ain t concerned with what it was Bubba fixin to get it done, I put that on my brother Russ Hear them in the closet, in the kitchen, justa whisperin Bubba so psst psst knowing that I m listening I ain t gotta chain, boy my peck[?] is all that s glistenin Whachu steamin on folk, y all ain t even disciplined I ain t leaving nothin , this the house me and my people built Huggin me and dappin me, buddy I can see your guilt It s cold when you re wrong and you lookin like you need a quilt Y all matter less everytime this margarita tilt [Chorus:] I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny A lot of y all was thinkin that Bubba would probably disappear Get some show money from UGLY and buy a keg of beer And another pig to give my other pigs some company Rent a doublewide and just live it out in luxary In due time, but there s business left to attend to I need another farm to bequeath my next of kin to And another tramp before my great aunt Missy Yea, I ve been drinkin but I ain t that pissy Thinkin back to when my daddy told me what it s all about He said no matter what I do in life, some of y all ll pout I can deal with that long as all my folks is eatin good Let that channel pass over more than any Easter could I m on the roll again and I ain t talkin ecstacy Tell them folks at Interscope they fixin to write some checks to me Soon as me and Timmy finish up this latest pig schlop Man I think you right, it ain t nothing but some hip hop I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny I m back off in the saddle with smile and that cajolery Mama always knew how big a stallion I would grow to be Way beyond these suckers both lyrically and vocally I doubted for a moment, now it s clear to me I m supposed to be An uncanny whit plus a time that is impeccable Make the sharpest cat feel his mind is just a vegetable How does Bubba do it, you won t find it in a manual Confused them all at first so this time is understandable Staring at the ceiling fan, pondering my future now Wondering what the hell to do with all this loot I found Got my tractor polished up and I m as drunk as Cooter Brown Navigating yet another one of Timmy s supersounds I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny I could go number one ten times Pretty girls that like my rhymes You can say Bubba ain t gonna shine Guess wha, wha, don t really give a hootnanny... song lyrics