| Song | Lovely - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Bubba Sparxxx |
| Album | Dark Days, Bright Nights |
| [bubba] here it comes again | |
| [timmy] come on, come on | |
| [bubba] here it comes again | |
| [timmy] come on, come on | |
| [bubba sparxxx] | |
| Don't i look extra slick in this nautica? | |
| Just think, it was you that she bought it for | |
| Now you lookin through receipts tryin to audit her? | |
| Man that shit ain't really happen, i thought it up, call her up | |
| Cuss that little groupie out anyhow (uhh) | |
| I coulda done it shit i'm ****in with timmy now (uhh) | |
| If i had her it just woulda been in and out (uhh) | |
| Back in that escalade, we spinnin out, women shout | |
| Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it | |
| Got them hoes stuck listenin motionless | |
| Please don't think of me as a chauvinist | |
| But i am on fire and i'm knowin this, blowin this | |
| Whole landscape to fragments | |
| And yeah you heard right i'm in athens | |
| Can't hardly keep up with these fashions | |
| That's why forever ralph lauren's my passion, ask him | |
| [chorus 2x: bubba] + (timmy) | |
| Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) | |
| I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely) | |
| Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) | |
| I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me) | |
| [bubba sparxxx] | |
| **** weak cash, i get mine on the slow roll | |
| Beat club eleven thou' is the logo | |
| I ain't too far removed from the hobos | |
| Tryin to help 'em so i gotta get more dough, oh no! | |
| Bubba k done got in the zone boy | |
| That's timmy's bentley dawg get your own toy | |
| And as far as ladies go j lockin that | |
| Now that that's clear, where the vodka at? bring it back | |
| I'll be takin drunkard to stonewall | |
| Tell jed hold my phone calls | |
| He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl | |
| You heard "get right" i done told y'all, don't stall | |
| Let's keep this thang movin okay bud? | |
| {man bubba ain't snappy} now say what? | |
| I can see why they gon' hate us | |
| Cause we all up in they grill like breakers | |
| [chorus] | |
| [bubba sparxxx] | |
| Boy you ain't blowin nuttin but hot air | |
| All on the charts, how you got there? | |
| Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair | |
| But bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there | |
| Met this little betty through demon jones | |
| And she love to slurp it up 'til the semen's gone | |
| She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone | |
| That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on | |
| All types of kinky lil' fetishes | |
| All stimulants and all sedatives | |
| Got interracial sense but i'm devilish | |
| And betty when i aim i never miss, tell 'em this | |
| Bubba don't run with no lame ducks | |
| Think he got a big dick but he can't **** | |
| That's why when you call us you hang up | |
| And i just shot a load on that same slut | |
| [chorus] - repeat 2x | |
| [timbaland] | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. trust me | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. lovely | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. i'm in this ugly |
| bubba here it comes again | |
| timmy come on, come on | |
| bubba here it comes again | |
| timmy come on, come on | |
| bubba sparxxx | |
| Don' t i look extra slick in this nautica? | |
| Just think, it was you that she bought it for | |
| Now you lookin through receipts tryin to audit her? | |
| Man that shit ain' t really happen, i thought it up, call her up | |
| Cuss that little groupie out anyhow uhh | |
| I coulda done it shit i' m in with timmy now uhh | |
| If i had her it just woulda been in and out uhh | |
| Back in that escalade, we spinnin out, women shout | |
| Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it | |
| Got them hoes stuck listenin motionless | |
| Please don' t think of me as a chauvinist | |
| But i am on fire and i' m knowin this, blowin this | |
| Whole landscape to fragments | |
| And yeah you heard right i' m in athens | |
| Can' t hardly keep up with these fashions | |
| That' s why forever ralph lauren' s my passion, ask him | |
| chorus 2x: bubba timmy | |
| Just gimme a minute gimme a minute | |
| I betcha everything' ll turn out lovely lovely | |
| Just gimme a minute gimme a minute | |
| I' ma be aight just trust me trust me | |
| bubba sparxxx | |
| weak cash, i get mine on the slow roll | |
| Beat club eleven thou' is the logo | |
| I ain' t too far removed from the hobos | |
| Tryin to help ' em so i gotta get more dough, oh no! | |
| Bubba k done got in the zone boy | |
| That' s timmy' s bentley dawg get your own toy | |
| And as far as ladies go j lockin that | |
| Now that that' s clear, where the vodka at? bring it back | |
| I' ll be takin drunkard to stonewall | |
| Tell jed hold my phone calls | |
| He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl | |
| You heard " get right" i done told y' all, don' t stall | |
| Let' s keep this thang movin okay bud? | |
| man bubba ain' t snappy now say what? | |
| I can see why they gon' hate us | |
| Cause we all up in they grill like breakers | |
| chorus | |
| bubba sparxxx | |
| Boy you ain' t blowin nuttin but hot air | |
| All on the charts, how you got there? | |
| Then again, ain' t no secret it' s not fair | |
| But bubba got ' em single the top scared, stop there | |
| Met this little betty through demon jones | |
| And she love to slurp it up ' til the semen' s gone | |
| She must like the taste, she won' t leave me ' lone | |
| That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on | |
| All types of kinky lil' fetishes | |
| All stimulants and all sedatives | |
| Got interracial sense but i' m devilish | |
| And betty when i aim i never miss, tell ' em this | |
| Bubba don' t run with no lame ducks | |
| Think he got a big dick but he can' t | |
| That' s why when you call us you hang up | |
| And i just shot a load on that same slut | |
| chorus repeat 2x | |
| timbaland | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. trust me | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. lovely | |
| Gimme a minute.. gimme a minute.. i' m in this ugly |