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, everybody get Punks betta' cuff yo lady, can't nobody me Blame me for keepin' her runny rainy Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they
Girls on the jock, pocket full of Got a fat knots, somethin' gone Down, ducka ducka, down, for the block? to be hot, but you flop When you shot to the top but you not,
I ain't seen so much green Than when I seen when my team hit the It be a dream, hit the stage, everybody holla Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows, 'fo a dolla?
Father, I don't wanna nobody to blessed 'Cuz they in the middle of what I do best You see me in the TV with a few guest We bout to bubble baby, get ya vest
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout 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 and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it
Yo, get ya ID, passport, state All the world, busy with 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 Trunk full of heat, in the seat Frown, you can make us all clown in the the beat and we leakin' No mercy for the haters weep
On to the next, to the Netherlands Veterans, caravans, gettin' man 'Round the in a day, off in LA Oklahoma, Dallas, City to the Bay
Everybody hyphy, the really like me Ill Bill got it where the Coast invites me Tech's in the air when the mood really me Hey, we ta' bubble so embedded in your psyche
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble
Bout ta' bubble baby, bout ta' bubble Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it And drinkin' and smokin' and and likin' it
Aye, B hit the flo' wit' it Off in let me see ya heel 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 said do me up a red grill Busta' Buss the 5-6 'ville Forty water, he me a lot in this business for real
Stormin' in Salt Lake City performin' for Out of they garments before the mornin', I'm Leavin' 'em torn, with the bull you get the horns Nina gets with a beauty best, it's
Misery's me, labels 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, is where she gon' find 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
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it (Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble)