Tech N9Ne - Bout Ta' Bubble Lyrics

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(*a. yates / *prod. by seven)

Dedicated to all the dj's all over the world man*

(one for the treble two for the bass

Come on techa nina let's rock this place)

Tech's in the place everybody get main-ee

Punks betta cuff yo' lady can't nobody tame me

Blame me. for keepin' her runny eyed rainy

Ladies used to hate me now they comin' out they pay-nees

Girls on the jock (check) pocket full of socks (check)

Got fat knots (check) somethin' gone squat (yeah)

Down puttin' it down down for the block?

Tryin' to be hot but you flop

When you shot to the top but you not... damn!!!

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 stripper shows throw away a dolla

Father i don't want to leave nobody too blessed

Cause they greedy in the middle of what i do best

You fixin' to see me in the tv with a few guest

We bout to bubble baby get ya waterproof vest

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[hook:]

Bout ta' bubble (6x)

Bout ta' bubble bab (3x)

We got'cha lady

We 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 ain't come 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

Trunk full of heat caribou in the seat

Frown you can make a song. 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

Tech's in the air when the mood really strikes me

Hey we bout to bubble so imbedded in your psyche

[repeat hook:]

Hey b-boys hit the flo' wit it

Off in jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit it

Clown and crunk wit it a-town stomp wit it

At the set jugglettes make they double d's jump to this

House on the hill (check) hella tip drills (check)

Paul wall said he'd do me up a red grill (yeah)

Busta bus circlin' the 5-6 'ville (yes)

Forty water he told 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

Is she lookin' for somethin' with a future so shiny?

Kansas city missouri is where she gone find me

[repeat hook:]

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