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