Cam'ron - Bubble Music Lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Mommy all on me cause I'm touching her belly

I'm on butter Pirellis

Whip purple and yellow hello

That's butter and jelly

I flip butter on cellies

All right in front of the deli

Holly Lilly to Kelly all spent ones on the telly

(and what else) and I got hella gear

My earring is nice the price:

Three town homes in Delaware

Uh tomato Porsche looking like tomato sauce

Hip hop hooray I got to get that yayo off

That's blocks to the ave cops come blocking the ave

I put the Glock in the stash slabs and tops in the trash

Still stop and I laugh; ma get them rocks in your ass

The rest? Twat in ya bag dag hop in a cab

Play you for what? You gonna play yourself

Ain't nobody going pay you like you pay yourself

And my way to the wealth was SK AK mayday payday

Dog don't play with your health

[Hook]

Mami... she open she open

Jump off... hoping I'm hoping

Grab her... rope 'em and dope 'em

Oral... choke 'em and choke 'em

I flip bundle to bundle trying to double my double

At the same time.....[Music I bubble]

But the cops say I'm [looking for trouble]

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[Verse 2]

I get fresh from Yankee stadium to the garden

I beg your pardon stop it

My closet: Macy's men's department

Pants shirts scarf phone if you check it

Get the scoop on the cologne belt and shoe section

Fur for fur baby; baby you'll go stir crazy

Got that David Yurman burning the bird gazey

You'll get hurt play me

Burp let the dirt chase me

Every third lady that flirt want my chirp lately

I know some RN's that still strip

When I and this real dick in the clinic

Nurse suit and heels shit

Better than college after that students home

At least after your bid ain't no student loans

To pay back jack ask "What do you condone?"

Hit towns with coke a .45 blue as chrome

They done juiced my dome knock knock "are you at home?"

I'm Macaulay; girls call the crib and ask "are you alone?"

.....killa

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

We race foreign cars custom models

Drop top mustard Tahoe

We like the musketeers trained by Cus D'amato

Just the model a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Watch Sanford and Son I'm like the buzz in Rollo

Fortunado the Porsche Apollo wars'll follow

Got the Mac jack still swing swords like Zorro

We jacking and clapping y'all just applaud like "bravo!"

Now applaud the capo Zeke and Santana

I don't raise her wrists I keep eighths of piff

The game's a chick; I'm Kobe I'mma rape the bitch

Razor grips laser spit

Glock cocked; J or fifth?

D on the block just like Jadakiss

Haters shift plead the fifth

Spray the fifth gator kicks

Matrix major chips

I'm your favorite

Killa

[Hook]

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