Dedicated to all the DJ's all the world, man One for the treble, two for the Come on Techa Nina, let's this place
in the place, everybody get mainy Punks betta' yo lady, can't nobody tame me Blame me for keepin' her runny rainy used to hate me, now they comin' out they panties
Girls on the jock, pocket full of Got a fat knots, gone squat Down, ducka, down, down for the block? Tryin' to be hot, but you you shot to the top but you not, dwam
I ain't never seen so green Than I seen when my team hit the scene It must be a dream, hit the stage, everybody Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows, 'fo a dolla?
Father, I don't wanna leave nobody to 'Cuz greedy in the middle of what I do best You finna' see me in the TV a few guest We bout to bubble baby, get ya vest
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble
Bout ta' bubble baby, ta' bubble baby ta' bubble baby, we got ya lady And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it
Yo, get ya ID, passport, state All around the world, with the bass hittin' We come for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin' When we through rockin' the shows, man we kittens
J's on my feet, car of beat Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the Frown, you can make us all in the street Gimme the beat and we No mercy for the that weep
On to the next, Minnesota to the Veterans, caravans, chedder man 'Round the in a day, off in LA Oklahoma, Dallas, City to the Bay
Everybody hyphy, the South like me Ill got it where the East Coast invites me in the air when the mood really strikes me Hey, we bout ta' bubble so in your psyche
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
Bout ta' baby, bout ta' bubble baby ta' bubble baby, we got ya lady And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it
Aye, B hit the flo' wit' it Off in let me see ya heel toe wit' it Clown and wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it At the set, jugglettes make double D's jump to this
on the hill, hella tip drills Paul Wall said do me up a red grill Buss circlin' the 5-6 'ville Forty water, he told me a lot in this business for
Stormin' in Salt Lake performin' for Mormons Out of they before the mornin', I'm charmin' Leavin' 'em torn, mess with the you get the horns Nina gets with a beauty best, armin'
Misery's behind me, tryin' to sign me Ain't too who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be If she for somethin' with a future so shiny Kansas City, Missouri is where she gon' me
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble
ta' bubble, baby, bout ta' bubble, baby Bout ta' bubble, we got ya lady And drinkin' and smokin' and and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and it
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta'
And drinkin' and smokin' and and likin' it (Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble)