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[Verse 1]
Bitch I was over with it, now I’m in a fairy tale
Getting top from a pixie, I hit the head of the nail
And I keep jackhammering these bitches, I’m in the belly of a whale
And I’ma free my father, free sea, set sail
New me will never fail, hey look at me
Round and juicy, take a pic of me
Pale booty jiggly, eventually you will get sick of me
Or maybe not

[Pre-Chorus]
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’

[Chorus]
(Like a)
A-yippy-eye-you
A-yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)
A-yippy-eye-you
A-yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)

[Verse 2]
Fairy sprinkle the toppin’, ain’t no stoppin’
Take a bite and just tuck in, pour it out by the bucket
One life say fuck it, for one night be yourself
One shot for your health, one shot for your old friends
And one for the new, and one shot for every motherfucker that doubted you - if you were me you would probably spew

[Pre-Chorus]
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’

[Chorus]
(Like a)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)

[Verse 3]
Now a bubba is stumbling, out the bar and just tumbling
Down the street, I’m baddie you wanna meet
The one the you fantasise about, while you beatin’ your meat
Or flickin’ the bean, shouts out to my ladies
That are driving ‘em crazy, all my trappin’ fairies
Stackin’ the yenny’s, them Hong Kong dollars
Free all my ballers, shouts out to my pitbulls
Let ‘em loose off their collars, shouts out to my pitbulls
Let ‘em loose!

[Pre-Chorus]
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’
Bubba good with the puddin’, ass thick we can sit in
This ain’t joke, I ain’t kiddin’
Worship my feet, do my biddin’

[Chorus]
(Like a)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)
A yippy-eye-you
A yippy-eye-ay
(Wot wot wot wot)
(Yip yip yip yip)

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