Bout Ta Bubble (исполнитель: Tech N9Ne)

Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man.

(One for the treble, two for the [bad word] on Techa Nina, let's rock this place)

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainey
Punks betta cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me
Blame me. For keepin' [bad word] eyed rainy
Ladies used to hate me, now [bad word]  out they panties
Girls on the jock, pocket full of socks
Got a fat knot, somethin gone squat
Down, ducka, ducka down, down for the block
Tryin to be hot, but you flop,
And we shot to the top but you not... DWAM!!!
I ain't never seen so much green
Than when I seen when my team hit the scene
It must be a dream. Hit the stage, everybody holla
Gettin throwed, rippin shows for a bigga dolla
Father, I don't want to leave nobody too blessed
Cuz they greedy in the middle of what I do best
You finna see me on the TV with a few guest
We bout to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest

[Hook:]
Bout ta Bubble [6x]

Bout ta Bubble, Baby [3x]
We got yo lady . . .

. . . And drinkin and smokin and humpin and likin it [2x]

Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin
All around the world, busy with the bass hittin
We [bad word] for bustin heads, yea we hate trippin
When we through rockin the shows, man we chase kittens
J's on my feet, car full of beat, [bad word] full of heat, Caribou in the seat
Frown, you can make us all clown in the street
Gimme the beat and we leakin
No mercy for the haters that weep
On to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands
Veterans, caravans, gettin chedder, man
Round the world in a day, off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay
Everybody hifey, the South really like me
Ill Bill got it where the East Coast invite me
Sets in the air when the mood really strikes me
Hey, we bout to bubble, so embed it in your psyche

[Hook]

Hey, B-boys hit the flo' wit it
Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit it
Clown and [bad word] wit it, A-Town stomp wit it
At the set, jugglettes make they double D's jump to this
House on the hill, hella tip drills
Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill
Busta Bus circlin' the 5-6 ville
Forty water, he showed me a lot in this business for real
Stormin. In Salt Lake City performin for Mormans
Out of they garments before the mornin, I'm charmin
Leavin em torn, mess with the bull you get the horns
Nina gets with a beauty best, it's armin
Misery's behind me, labels tryin to sign me
Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be
If she's lookin for somethin with a future so shiny
Kansas City, Missouri is where she gone find me
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