Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub, Bub (Told ya, told ya, told ya) Hey Betty It's my birthday Please let me (Told ya) It's my birthday (What) She ready (We ain't stoppin' now) It's my birthday And you know I'm just full of shit (Ya'll don't know) It ain't my birthday (Come on) You can find me in the mud If you huntin' Bubs Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh) I'm in to what it is I ain't into what it was So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud (Come on) You can find me in the mud If you huntin' Bubs Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge I'm in to what it is I ain't into what it was So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud When I pull up out front, they see that Grand Marn' mix When I roll twenty deep bet I am with some hicks Betty know I run with Tim, so she focused on my nuts When you sound like Outkast then them hoes they wanna cut Lil' buddy ain't nothin' changed, y'all down us up Rico Wade in the cut, tell 'em hush that fuss up (Come on) You hear me talk, you might mistake me as just country and slow (Say what?) But it's been a year dog, I should get twenty a show (Woo) Since I gave 'em a sample that they remember me for This time I want the crown and all contenders should know That I will wage war on any front, from the flow From aura and persona to money and hoes From interviews to interludes, X pills to quaaludes Belvy to Bud Lights, slapped both so they sued (Whoa) Whatever you say, do If ballin' is what makes you the king Then there's no amount of flossin' that I can't do (Yeah Bubba, hey, talk greezy to 'em man, talk greezy to 'em) You can find me in the mud If you huntin' Bubs Just get it on off your chest (Oh) if you really got a grudge (Oh) I'm in to what it is I ain't into what it was So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud (Oh) You can find me in the mud If you huntin' Bubs Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh) I'm in to what it is I ain't into what it was So don't give me mug (Oh), unless it's full of Bud Say the sky ain't blue, say the South ain't New Say I looked you in the eyes, lied and said that ain't you Look at how I came through sippin' Sour Mash Yeah the gauge in the trunk but I'll just whip a cowards ass (Woo) How the hell you ask me if I'm gonna abandon This country shit now that I'm already settin' the standard Buddy I was country way before the shit was cool Still swimmin' in the pond, it's too late to get a pool (Aiight) And I really to say that goin' gold is like tying But I don't feel like I've won even though I'm not cryin' But this time I pledge to bring that fire, fire Me doin' me, now what I think you might buy If any of the country boys is feelin' you man Grown men get it done, lil' children complain They call it hick-hop, cool, I'll be that And they know where the fuck they can find me at You can find me in the mud (Oh) If you huntin' Bubs Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh) I'm in to what it is (Oh) I ain't into what it was So don't give me mug (Oh), unless it's full of Bud (Oh) You can find me in the mud If you huntin' Bubs (You can find us in the mud right now) Just get it on off your chest if you really got a grudge (Oh) I'm in to what it is I ain't into what it was (You ain't never heard a mixtape like this) So don't give me mug, unless it's full of Bud Let me talk to ya My vicious rhyme is so unique Shady, 50, Dre brings the heat Jimmy Iovine he directs the fleet Ha Between all of us, how can y'all compete? Oh, oh, oh It's your birthday We gone party like it's your birthday Beat Club, New South, yeah Let you cowards know what it's about ma Mudd Katz Bubba your chin strapped, put your mouth piece in Ow It's time to kick off Yeah World premiere, world premiere, world premiere Heavy Hitters Like that y'all