Bubba Sparks - Ugly Chords

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_ _ [Fm] _ [N] I ain't choose to rhyme, rhyming chose me, so I hit the track running like an old sleeve,
life ain't [Fm] great now, but it's much improved, your album dropping this summer, that sucks
for you, cause this is Bubba's moment, I put my mother on it, I said my mama, it seems
as if I love her, don't [C#] it, so buckle up, cause it's gon' get bumpy, I call my [Dm] girl
Quince Bennis, and my [C#] scrum is, at Bubba Talk, got your open wide, I giggle outside the booth,
but ain't no joke inside, this is complicated, at least [G#] for y'all it is, just let me sell
50 million, then [C#] I'll call it quits, but until that day, y'all in deep, [F#] I never once saw
you crank it, cause I just sleep through you, what [Fm] you need to do, is just admit you love
me, the south has always [F] been dirty, but now it's getting ugly, _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] I am country, don't get
the wrong idea, my ego's getting bigger, with every song I hear, cause y'all been bullshitting,
spitting that booty chatter, I'm here for two days, and came with [Fm] something that truly
matters, on goes the saga, of Bubba's plight, she won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut the
night, that's just my mood now, I hate it came to this, how else can I say it, I don't
speak no other languages, I'm feeling ripped now, so this the Jimmy talking, you hear that
beat don't you, that's just Timmy talking, go ahead throw them bowls, break a bottle,
let's be honest, none of us will ever date a model, so let's just cut it loose, ignore
the repercussions, if you scared, then just forget what we discussing, this that new south,
take a picture of me, cause I'm a legend, [F] and this is getting ugly, _ _ [Fm] _
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_ _ _ _ now this thing is
jumping, ain't it something, what makes it special, this whole moment came from nothing,
now [F] you seeing triples, I bet you slurped the night, laying tight your wallets, hating
bras, clutching purses tight, if you ain't trying to live, you with the wrong crowd,
and if you feeling brave, then bet it's more than dawn [Fm] brow, and if you finally breathing,
then sing this song loud, I'm glad I got you wet, I know you had a long drought, don't
worry about the law, they can't arrest us all, I had the crayons, when they're done,
nothing left for y'all, forget your inhibitions, I wanna see you wilding, and if bumper dies
tonight, know he was [F] smiling, _ _
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