Album: Dark Days, Bright Nights   Song: Take'm To The Water      [Duddy Ken]   Now truthfully, I believe that I'm the tightest nigga musically   Usually I wouldn't brag but I've been bustin since my puberty   In a Cadillac that ride with five guls and they nudity   You can bring yo' best words, I bet I still outrep you brutally   Low down dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal side?   Boy I'm fly-n-tie(?), especially when I let that herbal fly   Southern fried, cool kid, some of that country culture   Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for them busters      [Bubba Sparxxx]   Shit I'm steppin off in the tunnel with a funnel of Keystone   Ate a ten-strip of blotter, been wiggin all week long   Y'all keep on, with that jibbery jabbery slippin out happily   Expose you pretty hoes with a dose of this hospitality   Gravity in yo' trunk while yo' producers forgot the bump   We introduce you to these high hats like that, yo' spot is krunk   This blunt, I put the fire to, I really do admire you   But even though Bubba dirty, he certainly fin' to shine too      [Chorus: Duddy Ken]   I hope you can swim if you wanna battle   You're up shit creek without a paddle   Whatcha gon' do now, grab my pen and slaughter   Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the water   I hope you can swim if you wanna battle   You're up shit creek without a paddle   Y'all ain't ready (y'all ain't ready)   Y'all ain't ready - take'm to the water      [Bubba Sparxxx]   See momma named me lil' devil, that ain't no relation to Satan   Ain't got no patience for hatin, I'll be at the station awaitin   the arrival of that DJ that don't replay unless we pay   I stormed the beach like D-Day, now that bitch play, when we say   I'm with D.K., ain't no N.Y., and we been fly, since gin (?)   Sips bourbon with a twist, Bubba lurkin in your midstWithout my dick perverted this cause y'all was smellin vaginal   Been bumped wrong, one too many times for actin rational      [Duddy Ken]   D.K. I bomb folks, man I throw heat like I was John Smokes   But mine from a gun though, change yo' name to John Doe   Shit, have your whole family Mourning like Alonzo   Then go back to my condo, so I can let my kind grow   Is you blind folk? Why you can't see bigger thangs?   Don't rup on this stage, cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga mayn   And my mob ain't either, don't make me have to play a song   with my lil' chrome heater, bet that and (?) punk nigga   Now get it get it crunk, like jumpoffs, B.K. they trippin   I'm fin' to go on and take one of they lumps off, cause I ain't slippin   Just hippin you to this real shit, so get in where you fit   Sittin on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin' to throw a fit   From A.T.H. to Atlanta, Louisiana, Savannah   Sippin gin and Tropicana while Georgia play Alabama   Might stumble over a freestyle and pick up like a scanner   Turn the mics off lost, somebody call the light boss      [Chorus]      [Bubba Sparxxx]   Aww shit   Boy I'm out here chasin daddy lucid, shit Satan produced it   Switched from duce-duces to substance abuse nuisance   Fuckin these loose gooses, raw dick, we all sick   I'm goin skinny dippin after y'all hit (aww shit)   That country fuckin Bubba hit his head and lost his mind   Eight grand for a Roley? That only just bought you time   I'm in line waitin to grind, it's too cloudy for me to shine   I'ma keep this bitch krunk, get rowdy, while you recline   And in time, I'ma jump this fuckin ship, and run and get   my crown in every town, I lay it down, when I spit   This shit, is so much more than white folks and white thangs   or black folks and black thangs, just bounce if the track bangs   You lack game, Bubba got that shit goin two for fifty   Communicatin cool with them country folk, strictly   Just hit me, on the beep, whenever, cause I don't sleep   Two thousand, every week, take a peep, before you leap      [Chorus] - repeat 2X