BUBBA SPARXXX LYRICS - Ms New Booty

"Ms New Booty"

(feat. Ying Yang Twins)



[Intro: Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx]



[Chorus:]

[Ying Yang Twins]

Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x]

Rockin' everywhere [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]

I found you MS NEW BOOTY

Get it together and bring it back to me

Hit the players club for about month or two

Put his hand on it then see what he do [2x]



Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]



[1st verse (Bubba Sparxxx)]

Girl I don't need you, but you need me

Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely

And I don't tell stories, I let 'em tell theyself

And you ain't gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, like nothing else

Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy

Ain't life grand (life's grand) living up daddy

Here go the whisper song, baby this is us ready?

Put it on me enthusiastically, whatever it is that you do, you do it admirably

And I ain't choose it, that thing chose me

It's Bubba and Ying Yang, all the way in this thing

Yo!



[Chorus]



Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]



[2nd Verse]

Quarter to twelve and we just getting in

Bubba's gonna make you spark with the Ying Yang Twins

Sipping on Patron, blong blong blong

Shawdy in a thong, whom whom whom

Ass get the jiggling, MOTHERFUCKING WIGGLYING

Get that thing shaking, like she frost bit shivering

Ass be delivering, all type of flashes, cashes

Got these hoes shaking that molasses

SHHHHHH

Let me whisper in your ear

Get your self together go and buy some new gear

Do something with your hair den

Hit the club, shake your ass and the brother's gonna show some love

Do that move you did just a minute ago

I guarantee you'll make all the dough

So gonna do you thing baby, work what you got, to get what you want

Make that money, don't let it make you



[Chorus]



[3rd Verse (Bubba Sparxxx)]

hi there, how are things?

I once was breast man now it seems

Ever since I had the pleasure

of getting you together, your chest is just whatever

I found the buried treasured

Yes madam, here's the plan

Meet me over yonder OK - don't play

I'll bring the whip whoop, you bring your cook book

And I'm gonna fix that stuff up, everything is good good



[Chorus]



Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]