Dedicated to all the DJ's all the world, man One for the treble, two for the on Techa Nina, let's rock this place
Tech's in the place, get mainy Punks betta' cuff yo lady, nobody tame me Blame me for her runny eyed rainy Ladies used to hate me, now they out they panties
Girls on the jock, full of socks Got a fat knots, gone squat Down, ducka, down, down for the block? to be hot, but you flop When you shot to the top but you not,
I never seen so much green Than I seen when my team hit the scene It be a dream, hit the stage, everybody holla throwed, rippin' shows, 'fo a bigga' dolla?
Father, I don't wanna leave nobody to 'Cuz they greedy in the of what I do best You see me in the TV with a few guest We to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
ta' bubble baby, bout ta' bubble baby Bout ta' baby, we got ya lady And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and it And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it
Yo, get ya ID, passport, state All around the world, busy the bass hittin' We ain't for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin' When we through the shows, man we chase kittens
J's on my feet, car full of full of heat, Caribou in the seat Frown, you can make us all in the street the beat and we leakin' No mercy for the haters that
On to the next, to the Netherlands Veterans, caravans, chedder man the world in a day, off in LA Oklahoma, Dallas, City to the Bay
Everybody hyphy, the really like me Ill got it where the East Coast invites me Tech's in the air when the mood really me Hey, we bout ta' so embedded in your psyche
Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
Bout ta' baby, bout ta' bubble baby Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya And drinkin' and smokin' and and likin' it And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it
Aye, B boys hit the wit' it Off in Jamaica let me see ya toe wit' it and crump wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it At the set, jugglettes make they double D's to this
House on the hill, hella tip Paul Wall he'd do me up a red grill Busta' Buss the 5-6 'ville Forty water, he told me a lot in business for real
Stormin' in Salt Lake City performin' for Out of they garments before the mornin', I'm Leavin' 'em torn, mess the bull you get the horns Nina gets with a beauty best, it's
Misery's behind me, labels tryin' to me too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be If she lookin' for somethin' with a so shiny Kansas City, Missouri is where she find me
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta'
ta' bubble, baby, bout ta' bubble, baby Bout ta' bubble, baby we got ya And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and humpin' and it
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it (Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble)