Yonder Yonder

(album: Rapper From The Country - 2018)

[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Yonder yonder come the thunder
Then they brung the lightning
Bubba hunting something to plunder
Like a fucking viking
I ain't from Minnesota (Huh)
My name ain't Leif Erik (Right)
But I love to tear shit up
So it's cool to be comparing (It's cool)
And I was country money in that single wide
Just inside 'Bama
Right there where we dag increased the line (Hold up)
These were peaceful times prior to the beats and rhymes
Mix them with the need to shine and drinking 'shine
Wooh, Ain't nobody 'sposed to believe in me
Impossible don't happen easily
That's why you don't see it that frequently
Wooh, if words could hurt you woulda murdered me
And no they don't equal the currency
But all of that talking might buy you
And all of them fraudulent ballers and bloggers
A coffin I toss in the dirt for free (Yeah)
I'm drinking a Heineken currently (Yeah)
I'll take a domestic preferably (Yeah)
But light is the best to me personally (Yeah)
It's finna get ugly, that's word to me (Who)
Adversity is like a dessert to me (Who)
It's finna get ugly, that's word to me
Country money

Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a Trump load of country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a fuck load of country money
Yonder yonder country money coming fast
Yonder yonder country money whopping ass
Yonder yonder country money millionaires
Yonder yonder country country money money

The country is money the money is country boys
They come from the countries I don't know
Who was it just thump me
Bubba's so country and Bubba's so money
But I can recall when it wasn't so sunny
Wasn't no money but it was mo' country
Money inside of my momma's big tummy than every bank in Montgomery
Wooh, every bank in Montgomery
A lil' ways back up stream in LaGrange of G-A
A special thing was coming, couldn't pluck nothing or sing
But he created a lane and he became a king
Country money

Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a Trump load of country money
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder
Yonder yonder come a fuck load of country money
Yonder yonder country money coming fast
Yonder yonder country money whopping ass
Yonder yonder country money millionaires
Yonder yonder country country money money

[Shawn Jay:]
I'm in a [?] traffic and blocks
And I'm strapped packing that Glock
If you try me, myself and I then we go Snap, Crackle and Pop
I got the shit out the mud
Rapping and trapping and stacking, they in the dirt
Stopping me that's impossible like Porky Pig rapping a Twista verse
I'm James Brown in the hot tub, Rick James with the white girl
I'm down at shows with a new Beamer
Got soul food like shoe cleaner
Never been like a city slicker
I mean cool, don't believe they hype
I'm different, yeah they proper
They say bite, we say bite
I just need to beep and spaz on 'em
I go wild on the track on 'em
I feel like I'm the Incredible Hulk with the Jim Carrey mask on 'em
I feel like can't nobody really see me
But they feel me, like wind
Bubba my buddy
What you can't tell, he just real real real light skinned
Grew up on UGK balling G, OutKast, Field Mob rip shit (Legends)
David Banner, Dirty boys, Pastor Troy, Unplugged, Big K.R.I.T
This dick make your bitch trip
Even though she talking to me on a cordless phone
Got her on her knees like she Colin Kaepernick before she give me George Dome
Hey, hey, hey, hey