I could go number one ten times
Pretty girls that like my rhymes
You can say Bubba ain´t gonna shine
Guess wha, boy, 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, boy, don´t really give a hootnanny

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 ??
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

I could go number one ten times

Pretty girls that like my rhymes
You can say Bubba ain´t gonna shine
Guess wha, boy, 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, boy, 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 ? 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 hen???

I could go number one ten times
Pretty girls that like my rhymes
You can say Bubba ain´t gonna shine
Guess wha, boy, 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, boy, 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, boy, 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, boy, don´t really give a hootnanny