Bubba Sparxxx - Comin' Round Lyrics
I See You Comin round The BendI Just Cant Think Of Anything That Can Make Me Smile Like You CanI See You Comin round The BendI Just Cant Think Of Anything That Can Make Me Smile Like You CanTheres A Portion Of The South In The Spirit Of This SongKeep Followin The Fiddle, Itll Never Steer You WrongIve Lived A Lot Of Life So My Innocence Is BlownIm Headin To Lagrange To Replenish It At MostIve Been Across The Globe And Ive Seen The Worlds Charm,I Taught em My Slang, I Didnt Mean The World HarmIt Makes The Soul Smile To See What Ive AccomplishedI Got Up Out The Woods Without A Map Or A CompassLife Does Change, And The Sun Does SetBut My Last Breath Aint A One Gust YetAs Long As Daddy Know That His Son Does SweatThe Same As He Did For That Uncut CheckIll Sleep Fine And A Child Will ComeWith The Same Last Name As My Poppas SonsAnd You Can Rest Assure That My Son Will KnowThat His Da-da Wasnt A One-squeal Show[chorus]One Time For The New Souths Imminent ProgressionAint The Good Lord So Generous With BlessingsWhenever It Was Needed Hed Send Me Some DirectionId Gaze Up At The Sky And Take A Minute For ReflectionIs It Baby Balls, Or A Miniature ErectionIt Makes You View Change With Degenerate DejectionPay No Nevermind To What The Senators ConfessionHe Dont Really Mean It, He Just Winning His ElectionNothing They Can Do To Have Prevented This ObsessionWith The Vaccination Of Innocence InfectionMy Heart Is Behind It If I Hint It Or Suggest ItI Finish With Aggression But Meant It With AffectionTo The Common Man At The End Of His OppressionWelcome Into Church Only Meant For CollectionAnd The Common Woman, Genders No ExceptionPlease Keep Providing With Men In Your Reflection[chorus]There Is No King For The Throne I SeatAll By Myself, So Alone I LeapFor The Young Boy Thats Gone Five WeeksHes Only Fourteen, But Hes Grown By MeCause He Keeps The Heat On And His Little Sister FedWith His Knowledge Of The Land And The Tools In The ShedHe Could Be In School, But He Chose This InsteadNo Avenue He Wont Pursue For The BreadAnd Who Was There To Speak For Him But BubbaHe Listens To His Own, Cant Relate To None OtherThe Product Of A Bad Hand And A Young MotherIf Daddy Wasnt Ready All It Took Was One RubberTo Prevent The Pain That His Family Done SufferedThankfully His Son Is A Real Come-upperCause Its Gonna Be Something On The Table Come SupperThere, The Plight Of My People Is Uncovered
